Harry just looked up from his coffee."I've got an answer to that memo of yours — about the Cindy collection." Good," said Harry. "How does it look?"... OK, I think. We found her all right, although your details were a bit misleading." How come," said Harry, warily."Well we've got a Cindy Bailey. Works for a motor dealer. Used to work in their Rugby branch." That sounds right," Harry said."We thought so. Only thing is your note said you thought she'd be in Coventry now. She's actually in Solihull.". He took advantage of this. He let one of my legs go, although it had no where else to go but remain elevated and suspended mid-air, and grappled onto my cock with his clammy hand, jerking it furiously. I have never felt so submissive, so beyond control and at the mercy of someone’s desire. The formula proved to be this: A g-spot, my g-spot, I assume, was alphabetically promoted to a-spot (primary arousal point) by the dominating member of this generous beet’mister (attraction and. Can you give me the tour?" She asked as she finished the last of her drink."Yeah, of course," I replied. I showed her around the main floor and the basement as she looked at everything politely."What's upstairs?" She asked without being able to look me in the eyes.I took her hand and led her up the stairs. I led her through the double doors to the master bedroom. I turned around to gauge her reaction and she met me with a passionate kiss. We made out as we slowly got closer to the bed. As my. Finally, the day came and my Sybian was delivered. I was never so excited to see the UPS man. He just smiled."I have been waiting for you. I couldn't wait to get this box."I signed for the box and the UPS man just giggled and walked away. I did wonder what he thought was in the box after I said that. The damn box was so freaking heavy. The bad thing was, I couldn’t even open it until Tuesday. It was Martin Luther King’s Holiday and my kids were home from school.I was dreaming about it the whole.