Olivia took a taxi to the downtown core of the town, making sure she got off a few blocks from where she was actually going. She had to take precautio...ns. She didn’t want to be seen. Olivia was an attractive 45-year old woman and she was in a rather seedy part of town. She pretended to look at store windows until the sidewalk was empty of strollers, then she made her way through a side lane and pushed open an unmarked door as she had done so many times before. Rather loud music greeted her as. A leather belt pulled my waist tightly down onto the leather stool.> In thirty seconds I had been made completely helpless.> The stool, with me attached, was wheeled through a door into a larger room.> My hair was hanging down all over the place, and I couldnt really see what was going on.> I did notice however a Chinese girl, walking with a pronounce limp, entering the room and leading a large dog with red and white socks on his front paws.> Even through the haze of the d**g I had smoked, I. “Oh, my legs are shaky! You fucked me bowlegged, Stud!”I laughed. “It’s only because I had you to inspire me, Beautiful!”“Flatterer!” She winked.“Just the facts, Ma’am.” I deadpanned.“Look at the puddle on the bed! You’re going to have laundry to do, Mister!”“I’d better pull the stuff off the bed now. I can toss it in the wash later.” I started taking the bedclothes off.“Let me help.” Loren pitched in and we made sort work of pulling the bed apart down to the mattress.”“Uh oh, Tommy. We puddled. At first I didn’t comprehend what he had in mind. Most guys wouldn’t have the courage to go near a bloody pussy but he did. There had to be a lot of lube from the leaking blood. I felt pressure on my cunt lips as his dick head swam around in my bloody flow. I thought for sure he would puncture my cherry, so close but yet so far. I wished he would have pierced it. I wanted it bad that day, all of it, his dick wedged inside my cunt, like Moses parting the Red Sea sliding in and out. But he didn’t.