A gentle stroke of Amy's thigh produced another moan. As I had suspected the idea of being tied up and left as a present for another man had turned he...r on more than I had ever seen before. I knew putting the rope around her ankles could be difficult so I continued to stroke her thigh as a distraction. As I let my fingers drift down onto Amy's inner thigh she involuntarily spread her legs, desire overriding any rational preference she might have.Moving my hand in between Amy's thighs I lightly. I wouldnt find the words. All I wanted to do was get down on my knees and suck his beautiful fuck and run my tongue up those perfectly defined abs. I became instantly hard but you could not tell because of my jeans. I tried to regain composure but I think he must have realised because he playfully said to me Youve been wanting this for a while, hey man? I just shrugged it off because I knew he was just joking. Little did he know he had just mentioned one of my long term fantasies. Things got. As she neared the net, she thought she saw large tentacles wrapped around the lobster pot but when she aimed the torch beam at it, they had disappeared.There was nothing snagging the pot and Hazel held the pot in one hand as she turned and swam back to the surface.“Fuck, that was dark.” Hazel shivered as she stepped onto the boat. “I need a hot shower to try and warm up.”“Have you seen what’s in the pot, Hazel?”She lowered the air tank to the deck and turned to see her supervisor, Professor. In that second I see my frail pathetic life spread out before me. Those stories, that shame filled life I’m willing to share with you. To give to you my reader, if you so desire it. I want your desire. I need your desire. Give me that and I will tell you.Vena Cava, heart starter.She touches my skin with little points. They sink into the flesh and the pain is unsurpassed. Warmth flows down my neck. Vena Cava, heart stopped.I feel her even though I feel nothing. I know her even though I lay on.