He looked out; the snow was still falling, though lighter now than before. Usually he did not mind how long it snowed, but this time he longed for it ...o stop.Even then, there would be no way out in the near future. If Trevor deteriorated and the snowstorm stopped, the Air Ambulance would be able to land. If the snow did not stop ... He shivered with foreboding.He looked out of the window in despair. Why me? He asked himself and there was unsurprisingly no answer.He relaxed in his chair, went. Several of the women were able to take an entire cock into their mouth and a few could lick the guys balls. Lori kept looking at my crotch growing.She asked me if I could do as good as the girls in the movie.I told her, "I'll play, but no fair teasing me."The funny thing was, it turned me on that she talked to me that way and I couldn't stop looking at the big cocks in the video.Lori brought out the dildo and said, "O.K. John, lets see what you can do tonight."I went to take the big fake prick. I would, kindly, tell her to drop the act and to stop feeling sorry for herself and to stop trying to guilt me into enabling her. Instead, I stared at the pink sock, hoping for the TV to light up again so I could see the dirty imprints in the soles. Shame didn't even register to me, nor guilt. Only the socks of this petite goddess before me. My rock-hard erection didn't help either. "So instead, I'll tell Emili that I make really good tips but I'm trying reeeally hard to get a full-time. Just in front of where my husband is kneeling is a leather covered bench – another of the favourite toys he’s built for himself. He likes to lie face down on this while I administer his punishment. But this time it is I who lays face down and beckon to my guest to use the restraints to secure my ankles and wrists to the legs of the bench. If it wasn’t for the blindfold my husband would have an almost side on view of me being secured in place. ?Take off his blindfold? I say – and even though.