"I asked, "Why?" and Dot told me, "The same reasons as you. The age difference and he is married." An elderly gent is coming," I told Dot.She smirked ...and got a devilish look on her face. "Is there?" she said and opened her jacket.Both breasts were on show. I watched Dot, expecting her to cover herself."He is just a few feet away," I told Dot, but she didn't move.I said, "Hello," as he passed, and remarkably he never saw Dot. He kept his eyes on me.As he shuffled away, Dot remained settled in. On a red velvet couch on his left was a thirty-one-year-old blonde lady who greeted him with a cheery wave. She had tucked her legs under a trim backside that curved down nicely to a great pair of legs, the tight black mini skirt she was wearing rode so high her white lace panties were on view. The tight fitting white blouse she was wearing had the top two buttons undone giving him a tantalising glimpse of her generous breasts.He'd seen them many times of course, this was the fifth of his. I dropped my enveloped hands towards hers. She avoided me easily and unfastened the rope girdle around my habit. She whispered ‘Got you!’ triumphantly as she deftly looped the rope over my wrists and tied them together. I tried to turn to see who it was. She pressed the sides of my cowl together, blindfolding me completely. There was a soft metallic click. Something was holding my cowl shut. ‘Come on, Alan, we have places to go.’ She whispered. It is very difficult to identify a whisper. I. Ellie opened her eyes wide, she wanted more, so ashamed of how much cum was dripping from her slit but desperate for more and excited as to what was in store next but still nervous that Isla would at any moment turn nasty on her. As if on cue, Isla looked at her and said“No rest for you, I believe you can take more”Breathing hard Ellie went cold with fear of what was to come and wish so much that her body would stop betraying her and stop enjoying what this creature was doing to her.Isla.