”, Mark acknowledged. “Damn right you are. I can see that in your eyes.”, I replied. By that time, his crew noticed he was in trouble and headed... our way. Somehow, the manager must have noticed it too. He arrived ahead of Mark’s buddies. “Hey guys, I don’t want any trouble in here. Mark, go back to your table.”, he instructed. Mark leaned forward looking me straight in the eye, but his hands were shaking. He told me sooner or later that his boys were going to catch me alone and end this. While. Standing there in the garage of her neighbors house staring at the chrome machine she reads Jessica 3000 printed on the side of a large machine with clamps and a huge spike she begins to think what could this machine possibly be used for? at that moment thousands of bondage images go rushing through her head and it hits her its a fucking machine as she walks over to the machine she begins touching it wondering what it would feel like to be on top of it letting it fuck her. The temptation was. One weekend I was coming home down the M4 and I remembered what he'd told me about this venue so I thought, bugger it, I'll go and check it out.It was about mid march, so cold and dark, and the pub looked very inviting. To say it was packed was an understatement. I wondered how many in there would be up in the car park a bit later on.I finished my beer and went back up the car park. There was about 9 or so cars dotted around and not a sign of a light on. This was turning out to be a dud I. Mai eka hat se uski eka boob ko press karne laga or jib ko uski pussy ki andar dal diya, or jib se uski pussy ki fucking karne lagi mou dhire se bed mai let geyi. Muje apni pussy ke andar press karne lagi. Uski mukh se sex ki awaje nikal rahi thi o bolrahi thi “amake khaye nao, chuse nao amar sab ras ami r parchi na. Tumi darunnnnnnnn ooooohhhhhh aviiiiii… ” kariban 15 min bad o bahut teji se apni kamar upar niche karne lagi or boli”ABAR AMAR CUM BEROBE TUMI KI DARUN AAAAAAHHHHHH.