Why wouldn't Peter let me suck him off? Why didn't Peter ever want to eat my pussy? I missed that so much. Hell even if he would have been more active... in our bed I could have resisted that sweet lovely cock.Bill has awaken something in me that I thought I gotten rid of, he has me thinking of sex, he has me fucking myself, he has me thinking of group sex again and twosomes and threesomes. He has me being turned on as I watch men stroking their hard cocks right in front of me on my screen.Oh. Suddenly a stranger is pressed up against my back, twisting my butt plug and fiddling with my exposed bra straps, threatening to release my falsies.10AMMiss Leah calls “where are you - Maisy wants her photos”I find a quiet spot outside the station, holding the phone looking straight up between my legs at the open crotch and caged cock.Maisy shouts “hold it closer you nasty pervert and drop that key attached to your sissy collar down a drain”.Hell - I’m stuck in this cock cage until I can get. ] We had just discussed events in the Middle East and, not to be too insensitive, the death of the Sphinx and your discovery... of certain other things.Jenny: My mother's rape by Dorina Tempus. [Wanda takes Jenny's hand in moral support.]INT: Are you going to be able to continue?Jenny: Yes, it's just rough. Dorina Tempus, above all else, was a master of emotional manipulation. Even now, just remembering it ties me up in knots.INT: Okay, then by way of a quick recap, Dorina Tempus had just slain. I looked up at her and saw a glint in her eyes. ‘Let me fix you some breakfast.’‘Thank you.’ She said weakly. I carried a bowl of cereal and mug of coffee over and handed them to Charlie. I was worried what she’d do while I was at work. A sleeping tablet would only last until lunchtime at the most. I went do my office, pulled out a vial of a sedative, drew it into a syringe then slowly walked into the lounge with it. Charlie was watching cartoons so I quietly walked round behind her, leaned.