All Frankie could think off laid in bed was what Paul had tried to do earlier and if she really wanted it or was it the wine talking, she switched the... light off rolled over and was quickly sound asleep.As she slept she was dreaming of someone licking her pussy, her clit was on fire as she started to roll around the bed, stretching her arms up and lifting her legs high in the air so he could stick his tongue right inside her, he stopped as his fingers found her hole and he moved up her body. However, a whisper of my conscience was telling me that I didn’t want this but I ignored it. His hands felt their way underneath my shirt, skimming my bra for the clasp and undoing it when they found it. My breasts spilled out and were free. Following his lead, my hand traced down the front of his shirt, unbuttoning each button, one by one. I ran my hands over his abs and up to his chest as he was caressing my breasts, teasing my nipples with a curious level of expertise. ‘How big are you. "I am not going to rape you or anything. Now (lifting myhead by the chin), do you or do you not want to be fucked in the asswith this beautiful cock?"Slowly, but surely, I started to nod my head in affirmation."Yes," she gloated. "Now that was not so hard was it?" (Actually, itwas one of the hardest things I had ever done.) "Of course my panty-wearing sissy husband who has a mouthful of his own come wants to befucked in the ass! It's the most natural thing in the world," sheconcluded."Here,. I guess some part of me had just hoped. Sighing, I finished off my sandwich and went to watch TV.The next day I found myself back at that door, examining the lock. And by examining, I mean the inside of it with a paper clip that I had unbent. When you're a k**, you experiment with trying to open doors that you're not supposed to, and sometimes you managed it and sometimes you didn't. Unfortunately this time my search for a spring in the lock mechanism was unsuccessful. After about an hour I.