“I am so glad we decided to take this trip,” you said.I can remember nothing of checking in. All I can remember is our walking into the suite toge...ther through to the main room, with its kingsize bed, me dropping our bags on the way. You turned to me and we kissed, you arms holding me tightly, you pressing your body against me. I showered kisses on you, on you neck, behind your ears, then gently undoing a button of your white blouse, down towards the tops of your darling breasts. Quickly, the. Immediately, she felt her wrists being enclosed in what felt like leather clamps. Her handbag slipped from her grasp and fell to the floor. As the hood was removed, she found that she was sitting in a wooden chair, with her wrists securely attached to the arms of the chair. She struggled, but obviously could not break free. ‘Why are you doing this? Why am I tied up?’ she asked, suddenly feeling apprehensive. She couldn’t imagine why she needed to be restrained like this for an interview. The. I hear the movie groans of the doctor getting a blow job while I am doing the same.He starts to breathe heavier and his hips are moving in unison with my sucking and licking.I let my hands travel up under his shirt while I continue sucking his delicious cock. I tweak his nipples all the while sucking. I then return my hands to his throbbing cock stroke with both hands while I hungrily suck. He groans and says he is going to cum. Yes feed me I said!!I feel a tightening thrust, then the sweet. Trust me."I wasn't really sure I needed a 'whole new outlook'. For that matter,Cindy was already 'blonde' enough for both of us. She was the flighty,flirty, bimbo-ish social butterfly of our improbable pairing, drawingeveryone to her like bees to honey. I liked having a friend like Cindy. Iwill be the first to admit; I was still a bit inhibited as 'Nicole',though not nearly so much as 'Nick'. I enjoyed meeting and chatting withthe people Cindy inevitably drew to our side.So, okay; I spent a.