She pulled herself up my leg, hand over hand and then she was there, wrapped around my shin, my foot, strategically locked between her strong, young t...ighs. Cheri was only a few steps behind and assumed the same pose, holding my leg so she could rub her submerged pussy on my left foot. “It seems you have had too much to drink. Is there anything we can do to help?” Cheri asked. In the shadows of the late evening, her eyes seemed to glow with mischief and desire. Saranya looked up at me with. McKay came in right after them. I told them one of them was Brian my ex boyfriend and the other was just a friend of his. He threatened me with phone calls and text messages in the short time that I kicked them out. The one officer was the one who came to my store and arrested that chick. He went out and told Brian to leave or he would arrest him.The police waited for them to leave and said they would follow me to McKay's place. McKay told me to park in the garage, so Brian can't fuck with. His not big. It can’t be him. I was so confused. I couldn’t make out what was going on here. I didn’t want to speak. With all the movement, her blind fold must have got loose. I saw this, just at the right time.“A gimp mask. I can see a gimp mask. I’m not this kinky I’ll have you know.” Laughed Julia. I quickly tied it around her head without her seeing who it was.“Who have you been speaking to? I’m just not that kinky. You need to see Claire and Debbie if you want that.” She shouted out, still. The wine was very good and the discussion lively. I spotted a guitar by the wall and checked to see if it was in tune. After turning a few of the tuning keys, I began to strum a few of the old country songs that I knew.Her face turned to one of pure delight. She responded by saying, "How fun!" Encouraged, I began to play an old Irish ballad. I taught her the chorus and she would join in with me when I reached that point. It was fun to see her face light up and to hear the joy in her voice. I.