Pete caught up with Becky after a few miles and held back following her. She entered a rather run down neighborhood and parked on the street in front ...of a one story house with a large garage. Several old cars sat in the driveway, an el camino, an old chevy truck, and a 1975 cadillac. Becky walked past the cars and entered the garage. Pete checked his watch, it was precisely noon.Pete gave her a few minutes, dismounted his bike, and walked up to the garage. It had a few windows so he crept over. After a short while, I could hear Gaston tossing and turning… and whimpering, so I made my way back to the master bedroom. Just as I was a few steps from the door, he sat up in bed and cried out her name. He looked around in the darkness after feeling the bed beside him. As I crossed the threshold to the bedroom, I stopped in the doorway and watched him for a bit as he murmured her name and looked around helplessly. I leaned against the door frame and the wood made a soft, creaking sound. He. . screw your face into wrinkles?” asked Helen. “Here borrow my glasses.” “Thanks Helen.” I said as I read the menu. “These half-moons are nice, sort of romantic really.” Helen looked at me and smiled. “I’m sure they’ll be romantic after I do a few things with them. . .Gussy.” "Yes Helen, I would love being your sex slave. I don't know much about this but I am willing to learn." "That is a good attitude, never be afraid to learn new things. So what kind of music are you working on?" "Mostly. He slid my robe all the way off and stood there checking me out.Hewalked behind me so he could see my sissy ass in my panties and garterbelt and stockings. He walked up behind me and started at my ears and neck again whilerubbing his cock back and forth across my ass.He must have taken hisclothes off behind me as I didn't see him undress.He reached down andcupped my balls and I thought I was going to cum right there but held off(some how). Daddy told me to turn around and face him so I did..