I don’t imagine they would have too many visitors here. Out of the way, no major places to trade out this direction. Quaint little village. This mig...t be a decent place to... You stop yourself from that train of thought, and are quickly distracted by an old, fat, boisterous patron shouting.“Hey Lena! Why don’t you come over here and fill me up?!”Lena was a very young and very pretty blonde. She had an innocent and shy demeanor that was very out of place. She was of consenting age, but something. The type that would be very popular with the ladies. Long story short, I agreed, and Eric and I went to Stephs place where he lived with some room mates. I don't know if already knowing him made it better or worse, but he knew what I was there for and said "let's go to the other room" I now know he and Eric had set this up, but at the time it all seemed very sensual and erotic. Once inside the room, Steph stopped and in did his pants, they fell to the floor. I was looking down, shy and. " he could feel the heat rising to his face and he knew he must be blushing fiercely."Now tell the truth," she murmured, "don't you think it's a bit silly not to be able to talk about it, especially since I have my hand wrapped around you like this?" Yessss," he groaned, "I do myself when I can." Of course you do! It's only natural. Now let's bring you off and stop the hurt." Saying that she began to quicken her pace, her hand sliding up and down the velvety smoothness of his engorged rod. Her. "There is so much I want to tell you. So much I want to say that I haven't. Please don't die." I leaned down and kissed his forehead, then his lips. My tears fell on his face. "Come back to me," I sobbed. "My life is nothing without you. I love you."I stood up straight as I felt Iman's hand touch my back, turned, and walked out. As I returned to my room, I climbed onto the bed and realized my wrists were bandaged up. Iman and Rashad ran their checks as they had done before. Both of my shoulders.