And it's whats getting into you!" James winked and said as he reached over her head and pulled the blindfold over her eyes.Reaching down for her hands... he then proceeded to gently put the handcuffs around her wrists."Now, I want you to get on your knees." he directed.Lana rolled over and raised her ass in the air, her breathing hitching slightly for what was to come next. Her head rested on her now cuffed wrists.Hearing the little excited hiccup in her breathing, James leaned down behind her to. I thought about her while I was putting the analgesic on the bruise on my forearm from the line shot that I should have handled easily, but that bounced off my wrist instead because I wasn’t focused on the game. I think that the Southern Europeans call emotional distractions like that “the Thunderbolt.” Feelings are curious things. Most men, I believe, share a dominant reliance on the conclusion resulting from the analysis of the nuts and bolts representing a bucketful of facts. We mentally. . **(Cell phone rings)** Hailey: Hello? ...It was her boyfriend giving her a call. I slowed down the pace and kept sliding in and out of her. Hailey: Hey babe, nothing much. Just in the middle of a study group. ...Yeah, your slut girlfriend is studying my hard dick with the same pussy you ate last week. Hailey: No we're just doing work right now. ...I could sense maybe her boyfriend was calling because he had some kind of bad feeling. Hailey: Yeah I'll be finished soon. I'll call you later.. We can get past this I know we can.” Gerald smiled at Julie. “Ok, thank you Julie. Now you Bria.. I mean Mr Steadman, what would you like to say.”I glared at him.“I would like to see the cheating festering CUNT getting gang raped, catching a rare and incurable STD and dying a slow and painful death,” I said.Julie burst into tears and ran from the room.“That was not helpful,” Gerald remarked.“I do not want to be helpful. That bitch whored around for a year with half the men in the city, got.