Nothing escaped Wandah’s perceptive gaze. She lowered that leg and similarly raised and rubbed the other. Syd’s cock raised higher as well. ‘I t...ink we need some heat therapy on these legs. Follow me.’ Wandah grasped Syd’s hand and led him to the Jacuzzi hottub next to the pool. Seating him in the bubbles, she sat beside him, rested his legs on her lap and continued to massage his legs. Several strokes went long and rubbed against Syd’s full erection. Wandah stopped the massage and abandoning. They were sitting on top of the trunk in the storage room and well, they just looked like they belonged together." Thanks." Albert said as he reached out to relieve her of the two hatboxes. "I just finished looking through the trunk. Would you like to see what was in it?" Sure." She answered. "If it's not an imposition. We tried to get that old lock open but it just wouldn't give and we didn't want to cut it or try to break it."Albert smiled feeling good that he was able to get it open. "Yeah,. She wiggled her hips and pushed down with her pelvic muscles trying to dislodge them. He simply pushed the small amount that she had managed to get out back in. Growled at her that if she tried to do that again she would be sorry and continued to do as he pleased. After all she was in this position already for being too cheeky.Next he pinched and pulled her nipples making them hard before attaching nipple clamps. She struggled against the bonds knowing what was next both dreading it and wanting. I was waiting for something about the Trudeaus or Harper etc.She replied, "Prime Minister Day is when the Prime Minister steps outof the Prime Minister's Mansion, and if he sees his shadow, we have4 more years of Bull Shit."You know, it hurts when hot coffee spurts out your nose.Bob, a middle-aged Canadian tourist on his first time in Lincoln, Nebraska, locates the red light district and enters a large brothel.The madam asks him to be seated and sends over a young lady to entertain the client..