"No, please, not again!!! My legs still hurt, please!!! Can't you let me go, now?!" In a moment of desperation I made an attempt for the door - forget...ing completely about the leash that was still in his hand. My body fell hard on the floor. In the same instant he was over me, pushing a knee into my back, pinning me down. Quickly my arms were tied behind my back again and my ankles secured onto my thighs. Angrily he pulled the ropes extra tight as he tied the knots. Then he pulled me up again,. That temporary plight would be resolved very soon though. This woman was so “fuckable” that she would give a hard-on to a paraplegic.She started to dance to the beat of an old disco hit. I scrutinized her every move, looking at her small, but very palpable breasts. I imagined taking those into my hands and had to move my dick manually so it could continue its upward course.Her moving waist got me to wander further into my thoughts. I imagined her waist moving like that to play with my hardened. Owen reached for his belt buckle.Hafnan followed Natasha into the pawn shop. The door rattled, locked.“Merde!” Natasha spat. She kicked the metal door.“Back in 15 minutes.” Hafnan pointed to a sign inside the door.“I can read, you slut!” Natasha barked.Hafnan frowned and took two steps backwards.“Oh, careful there.” Hafnan landed into flat upturned hands. She was pushed a step towards Natasha. Hafnan turned around. A slight redheaded woman wore a soft beige coat and a thick knit toque. She. ‘Big!’ Robbie replied. ‘Just another month and I’ll be a dad again. But to answer your question, she’s fine.’ ‘Wow, two kids in what, four years?’ Tom marveled. ‘I’m jealous,’ he laughed. ‘Yeah, but as soon as I find out what’s causing it, I’m goin’ to put a stop to it,’ Robbie laughed in return. ‘You’re a lucky guy, Robbie. I just hope Jen and I can do some catching up in the next couple of years.’ ‘Good luck, but for now, I guess we’d better get down to business, eh?’ ‘Yep! Did you have any.