Supposing I had you handcuffed and then...."She closed her eyes and rhythmically pumped herself up and down as she concentrated on what she was thinki...ng of. Having me handcuffed was not enough, I knew there had to be something more."And then what?" I asked, impatient to find out what was turning her on so much. "Once you've got me handcuffed, what then? What's on that deliciously kinky mind of yours?" If you were handcuffed then I could... I could... I could watch as... watch as... watch as you. I was scared, and very interesting. Here its On, turned on the video camera and sent to meHeyI welcomed it, looking into the lens and smiling— what do you say?— all is wellhe took me into the bedroom, rastegaeva pants said very rude— then NAA suck fuckI knelt down, pushed his straining sausage in my mouth, one hand holding a video camera and record as I take him in my mouth— Dasha, come look, look at me in the eyes bitch. I obeyed, looking into his eyes meanwhile nasasyvat his hard cock.— oooo. His gaze turned to me for a moment and I did my best not to shrink back in my seat. His face lost its stony edge and he gave a half smile.“She told you about that, too?” he asked.“I think she’s told me, at least in general terms, almost everything,” I said.He nodded.“She got to the airport and called her manager,” Ryan said. “He called me and I went to get her. That was the last time it happened and she stopped spending time with those people except for photo ops. I’ll be honest, I had already. “I was so sleepy; I had to come have a nap. I didn’t much sleep last night.” “An active sex life, bed for sleeping as well you know.” I grinned.“Sex life! I don’t have a sex life.” She groaned.“But what about Creg, I thought you would have been at it like rabbits.” I chuckled.“We’re finished…” She said sadly. “Boys are like that; get what they want and move on; don’t worry about it plenty more fish in the sea, so they say.” I said.“He got what he wanted alright; but it wasn’t me.” She said.