There is no reason for you not to have house arrest.”I was a bit confused. I had heard the term house arrest before. But it was usually in connectio... with some politician or mobster being confined at home with armed guards. But home monitoring was something new. So, I asked about that.“Well Matt, basically what they do is put an ankle bracelet on you. That bracelet sends a message out to the monitoring station that tracks where you are. Plus, if you cut the bracelet or go outside of the. I was enjoying a particularly intense orgasm and she investigated the screams, one look into the stable was enough. The following evening all five of us were relaxing with post dinner coffee and she told us Deacon’s Tale.Now she had another tale, hers, and she wanted my help to make her dreams come true. Cum true would be more accurate, just cliche. Until it was ready she didn’t want anyone else to know. Understandable, but impossible, I keep nothing from Laura and little from Mirella or Deke,. .. the reversing it's course and crashing through her entire body in one huge gut wrenching spasm of pleasure. It was like a massive hammer blow of pleasure that slammed through her, igniting every nerve ending on its way back down her body. Her vision dimmed and her head whipped from side to side as she screamed her pleasure into the hard ejaculating cock still jerking spastically in her mouth. Swallowing was no longer an option as she mindlessly surrendered to the power of her orgasm. Semen. ” She smiled sweetly, a champagne flute held in one hand and motioning me to the open space in front of her. “Why don’t you kneel down here?” God, she was beautiful. I sank to my knees, my eyes not straying from her beauty for a single moment. “Have you got something for me?” She looked at me expectantly. I dug through my purse and pulled out the envelope in which I had put both fantasies, handing them to her with a shaking hand and an almost painful throbbing in my chest. I reeled slightly.