Garter belts found their way into their respective sets.Peter finished his folding and placed everything neatly in the baskethe'd brought it all in. H...e placed his laundry soap and fabric softeneron top of it all, leaving it on the table while he made a pit stop inthe bathroom before making the drive home.The door gave a familiar creak as Peter entered, the rusty spring nearthe top closing it behind him. Its simple slide-bolt lock had long-since fallen into disrepair. The bathroom was a narrow. Do you want me to pay in advance?” The man didn’t.Back home, he busied himself with meal preparation. When Sylvia came back, he washed his hands and removed his glasses before kissing her. When he broke the kiss, he kept hugging her against his chest.“Lovely,” she said, “but I have to take off my shoes and start dinner.”“Dinner is almost ready. Sit here, and I’ll take care of your shoes. No. Lie down.”She lay on the bed. He took off her shoes while she put her glasses on the nightstand. He. I will have enough fun withthis. Now, open wide."Not wanting any further punishment, I opened my mouth andshe inserted a ball gag. Pulling the straps, she secured itfirmly behind my head. I was now truly frightened. I couldnot even call for help. She took my bonnet and fastened itfirmly on my head once more.Just then, I could hear footsteps coming up the stairs. Itwas Derek and Jane. Sandra left the room to talk to thembut I could hear their conversation as they stood on thelanding."Hello. But instead of mounting the bed of her body, he stretched out beside her.His hand returned to her breasts, fondling them for a moment or two, then drifting down toward the core of her desire. Through the black patch of her pubic muff, his fingers combed. He taunted her with a tickling fingertip that ran along each side of her dampening sex slit, and he caressed the smooth interior of her womanly thighs.Almost in an involuntary reaction, her thighs spread wider and wider, as if calling him back.