If you ask Eileen politely to turn around, she will gladly do so. Her backside is just perfect! No wrinkles here, no blemishes, just tanned, sparkling... skin, tight and healthy, and a jutting, almost arrogant ass, which proudly protrudes as to advertise: Here, Sir, that is the gate to paradise. The furrow is long, riding the whole way up to her back, which has two sexy dimples on the sides. She curves her butt as if to invite you to research its hidden treasures. She loves it when I scratch long. I rested my weight on my bound forearms and lowered my head so that you could fasten the gag. You proceeded to wrap a long doubled length of rope around my waist and knot it in the center of my stomach. The ends you ran between my legs to form a crotch rope („so you would leave the panties on for awhile“) and under the waist rope at my back. I didn't see you run the ends to the back of the coffee table and under it, but I knew that you had when they emerged at the front of the coffee table. “Up,” she said, smacking his ass, “Put your jeans on.”He did and she nodded in approval, “Looks like you have a big boner there.”“Yeah, and it’s not going away because every time I move it tugs on my cock and every step I can feel this ball sliding a little in and out of my ass. I can’t go out like this.”“You can and will,” Sandy replied, “if you want me to make you cum. It’s only a few minutes and we’ll get to start all over concentrating on you this time!”“So go down to the d**gstore and get. Please stand by.’ Zeke frowned, an idea lurking at the back of his mind, refusing to reveal itself fully. However, he knew that any uncertainty shown here was likely to result in the machine terminating the connection and calling his bluff. The best defense was a good offense, or so they said. Or was it the other way around? He shrugged. Old quotes weren’t his forte. Getting results was. ‘I will not stand by. You have called me a terrorist, and called me a liar in the same breath. This facility.