She decided to set it to release the key at 7:10pm, which would surely be after his return. Of course, the setting was approximate, but from experienc... she was sure she could get the timing pretty close. The key hung by a short thread from the ceiling directly overhead and the clock was on the wall across the room. A longer thread d****d down from the keys and across the room to hang on the clock’s hour hand, well out of her reach once she had completed her self-immobilization. After looking. I pressed them to just take me home, but Steve just drove faster and didn't even acknowledge my protests.We stopped for a light, and I opened the door to get out. But I was stopped cold by Brad's huge hand around my arm, pulling me back into the car. "Let me go, please!" I said with a stern attitude, but he just dragged petite little old me across the seat and onto his lap. I could feel that he was hard, and could sense the excitement in his tone of voice.I was, as I said, a bit tipsy, and that. Even after coming in Emma’s mouth, the sight of this beautiful pussy and round arse in front of me makes my cock start to grow again. I’m still lying on my side, next to Emma. She sits up, and watches, with a silent and erotic gaze, as I rise to a kneeling position, and move over to lick this perfect image from clit, past pussy, to arse, and back down again. I straighten up, move forwards, my hardening cock rising.Emma’s next to me suddenly, and produces, apparently from nowhere, a small bottle. Imagine how mad they'll be when I tell them I wokeup to find you wearing my things, prettying yourself up at my vanity. Idon't think they'll believe that crazy story you told us earlier. Theymight think you did it yourself. Now I'll say it again. Let's go."Eugene followed her down the stairs, reluctantly slipping on the coat. Atthe door he was given a silver shoulder bag, and told to follow her lead.If he played his cards right, the night would be worth it.The duo arrived at an art gallery a.