’ ‘Most of it?’ ‘Up until you got in the car.’ There was another long pause and she closed her eyes again. She squeezed his hand without ...opening her eyes. Andy watched as she took deep breaths. ‘It’s grisly isn’t it. You’d have told me already if it wasn’t. Can I chicken out for a few days?’ ‘Of course you can. We’ve got all the time in the world.’ He mentally kicked himself for the catch in his voice as he said it, but he couldn’t help being relieved that she was there at all. She opened. Then I rub his poor penis until he gets completely distracted, and goes down on his heels again. And then of course I stop. ?Sorry, darling. You can’t cum unless you can do it on your toes??Poor Spats. This is an especially cruel game when he’s really, really horny. And of course the blindfold just makes him so disoriented, there’s almost no balance there. And then he gets back up on his toes, and I begin playing with his cock and balls, using my long purple nails to tickle the underside of his. And mai waise khabi gurta nhi hu but usdin pata nhi kyu gurne laga mai and miss ne mujhe notice kiya and kehne lage ‘tume ye sum kaise ayega jab tumara dyan kahe aur hai’ mai darr gaya and no miss aisa kuch nhi hai and sorry bol diya. Misd kehne lage mujhe ajj mera tabyat thik nhi lag raha tu ghar chala ja mai tujhe monday ko sikouge maine kaha ok and chal diye bhake sab friends k sath..Raat ko 11baje mere cell mai call aya hiii how r u..?? and maine reply kiya may I knoe who r you ?? She reply. I was observing someone receiving an education in sex so to speak. We decided to continue the action at home, and after my wife tidying up her clothing, left the pub. After buying a bottle of vodka and some tonic water at a late night express supermarket at the end of the street, we commenced the walk homewards. This in itself was highly enjoyable. We regularly used this route home; it consisted of a section of underpass, connected to two narrow lanes, overgrown with trees and large bushes, lit.