“Maybe I can actually use this thing to help make contact,” he commented.“You’re planning to write them a speeding ticket?”“You’re a fun...y man, Norm.”“That’s what Abby says, too.”The radio came to life before I could reply.Half an hour later, we’d approached the vehicle, and they’d stopped to speak with us. Our first indication of their origin was the vehicle’s Mexican plates, from Nuevo Leon. The passengers were a young couple in their early twenties, a woman a few years older, and four. "Thank you, now I know that your love for me is true." Always, Eva, always."One of the guards goes down the stairs that lead to "the Pleasure Dungeons". Her uniform is neat lead.A beautiful blonde fitness woman with white skin and generous breasts is shackled on a metal cross.“Your beauty, is far from withering”, says the guard touching gently her vagina.“Your neck…I wanna slice it”“Moschke, you will slice, but someone’ else neck”.“I know, but I’d rather yours”The guard kneel and insert her. ” Em said, “Oh,” again; and again in a very small voice. “Relax,” said Mike. “Having a Brazilian done is not necessarily very pleasant, but I’ll do my best to make it easy for you.” He looked at Em, judging her character. He made the right call. He said, “With some of my clients I start with a pussy massage. Would you like that?” Em’s pussy answered that question for her. It opened pinkly, parting her hair. Mike said, “I see that you would. That’s good.” He removed the salon robe that Em had. You might want to hold the chair for her as you sit down to eat, but other than that, my previous comment holds,” he said with a grin. “But all that aside, we came to get you. Let’s go have a light workout. That should get your mind off the wedding for a little while. And don’t worry; we won’t do enough to get you sore. You’ll be in fine shape come tomorrow night.”“But we’ve been living together for months. Marriage can’t be that different.”Odd, but all the men thought that was absolutely.