I keep all my lingerie in a box locked in a big steel cabinet in the garage. I have another box for my heels and one for my dildos. The garage is ofte...n where I end up playing as it just feels dirtier and more industrial, the perfect mood setting for a cheap whore like me. I mean a sissy has tools too, and the garage is the perfect discreet place to store one's tools, right? Plus, the big steel cabinet has a set of steel drawers, which are just perfect for sticking my suction cup dildos on and. Neugierig kam ich der Näheren näher. Ihre Nippel waren hart. Sanft saugte ich dran, sie erschrak und drückte mich weg. „Was soll das?” fragte sie mich aufgebracht. „Entschuldigung, es ist mit mir durchgegangen. Aber ich finde dass du sehr attraktiv bist, und da konnte ich nicht widerstehen.” gab ich verlegen zu. „Du findest mich also attraktiv?” fragte sie mich leise. „Ja” bestätigte ich noch leiser. „Bist du lesbisch?” fragte sie mich neugierig. „Nein…bi.” „Ich verstehe, aber trotzdem ist das. “Are you afraid?” he asked. “No” I answered quickly.He came closer to me and kissed me softly on the lips. As he did so he pushed me onto the cold damp grown and positioned himself on top of me. “This time there won’t be any one to interrupt us.” He whispered into my ear when he pulled away for a moment only to return to me. My hands came up and ran under his shirt feeling his cold hard body against my hands. His long raven colored hair fell to the sides as we kissed. He moved now to the. Throughout his adulthood, women had baulked at his condition, disgusted by the excessive drool that he emitted. Resultantly, women hated being kissed by him. Even his wife only consented to a peck on the cheek after he had thoroughly wiped his saturating mouth and only ever consented to doggy style lovemaking, appalled by his incessant drooling.“Jeez, buddy, you have no idea how I crave kissing and fucking simultaneously,” John miserably declared.I had encountered ‘spitters’ in my past, but in.