‘It was a dream,’ she whispered to herself. There was a thud as John slumped against the shower stall. His face pressed against the glass, smearin... the bloody water around. It seemed that his eyes were gone, only two dark sockets were looking at her through the distorted glass. She could see blood spilling from the sockets in thick, almost black trails down his face. It pooled against the glass for a moment and then found another route down, slowly trickling and being redirected by his face and. Lizzie thought I will just do this quickly and fake an orgasm. “Don’t even think about faking an orgasm the man continued.” Fuck! Lizzie thought does he read minds as well as sneak up and blackmail people. “When you finish, you will remove your toy and clean it thoroughly.” Lizzie reached into her console for some napkins, “with your mouth” the man continued, as Lizzie closed the console. “If you do what I say I will let you go and won’t call the cops.” Lizzie did not want any trouble with the. My mind is filled with images of your hard cock pounding into my eager but defenseless pussy. Maybe... The thrill of soapy hands gliding over my flat belly interrupts my thoughts. They dip into my belly button then slide down over each hip to my long legs. They linger at my feet and a smile lifts my full lips at the incredibly erotic wave that is washing over me as your strong hands firmly massage my feet. This is my favorite part. My feet. You know that nothing turns me on more than a foot. I had an hour behind the wheel to get back in the habit while I was still fresh and Bob was awake. Then Bob settled down to driving. After a short time while we recited our plans for Boston, Bob turned his attention to the road; and I got out my favorite toy. Well, it is practical, but it's fun. I was expanding a success based on two failures.Bob (and his whole family) had been dismayed that our marriage meant that I wouldn't be a college student too. The first summer, Bob and I learned only.