Lydia quickly secured his hands behind him with a couple of zip ties and Matt forced him into the house.“There’s nothing illegal about taking phot...ographs,” the guy protested once they had secured him to a sturdy wooden chair.“Blackmail is illegal,” Matt replied, making the guy’s face pale. Matt got him in a headlock and Jill pinched his lip and pulled it out. After Lydia touched a drop of Dart to the inside of his lip, Matt released his head. When he started shouting, Lydia worked a dishcloth. My dick hardness a little more inside my pants and I begin to pulse with excitement as I proceed to stand up and head for the lavatory where you’ll be waiting for me. I open the door to the lavatory, and just as you promised, you’re waiting for me, ready to go. You’ve got your skirt pulled down past your ankles, with your vest and blouse unbuttoned, displaying those marvelous D breasts under a light blue lace bra. I look down on the ground, and notice the matching panties sitting there, laying. I did so and went back with my face on her lap. At times I used to move my face down such that I could make some kisses on her inner thighs. Some how during the slow movements of my head on her lap one of the hooks opened. I could feel her skin on my face. In the movie also there was kissing scene going on, with the man squeezing the woman’s buns and kissing her. Accidentally one drop of my saliva fell of my mouth and landed on her thigh and was dripping off on her thigh. I could feel her. I considered for a moment. ‘You look like your name is Mary.’ She giggled. ‘Okay, my name is Mary. Nice to meet you, Trent.’ She held out her hand. I took it in my own and kissed the back. She blushed again. ‘So why did you come in here to get a drink?’ ‘It was on the way.’ I said. ‘I’m headed to California.’ ‘So what are you doing in Colorado? The nearest airport is a hundred and fifty miles away.’ ‘I’m not flying, I’m riding.’ She nodded. ‘I thought you might be a biker. After all, not a lot.