A patrol officer walked into the hotel and looked around. Waylon signaled him with a casual wave."Looking for me?" Mr. Eckermann?" Yes." I'm glad I ca...ught you," the young patrolman said. "One of the detectives asked that I try to find you and pass along word that Mr. Lam made it out of surgery. They think he's going to pull through. The medics said you did good getting his wounds packed. He'd have bled out for sure if you hadn't."Waylon hadn't learned Vinh's family name in his short time with. Wrong!Once he got to my nipples I was a goner. By then my pussy was clamoring to be filled and I was really saying to myself “Oh hell, why not?”He was a pretty damn good cocksman, even though I haven’t had anything new to compare since I was wed. I’d been around a bit before I met my husband and had forgotten how exciting a brand-new visitor between your legs can be. He was surprised when I wouldn’t un-clamp my legs after he shot his wad and insisted he keep on making me feel good. I got two. She bent as best she could, angling her ass out for abuse, and leaving her tits hanging. He used a long belt to fasten her onto the bar to prevent her from moving, although her legs were free to squirm. He secured her head and shoulders to the front of the frame and completed the bondage with a large ring gag in her mouth. He wanted to hear her squeals and cries.Once she was secured, he handed her the safety switch and said “Once you press this button, we begin the test. If you stop pressing it. She accommodate her space for him to join the group next to her and for the rest of the day, he was happy to be there. She was sharp and inventive and a wonderful sense of humor. She could be assertive, but was very conscious of the opinions of the group… and very quickly formed a collaborative relationship looking for feedback on opinions and ideas between them. She looked beautiful… polished giving evidence of pride in her appearance, but no shallow ‘glitziness’. She wore a business pantsuit.