I figured there were wheels on one end of the box and he was dragging me someplace. He opened a door and wheeled me into a room. The box was set down ...and I heard fumbling, like with a lock. I heard a lid open and felt a warm hand on my feet. Then my feet were unattached from my hand cuffs."I'm sorry about putting you in such discomfort but it's necessary. I had a girl once who changed her mind and tried to escape. Nearly got away too. So now I don't take chances." He left my hands cuffed but. I would raise my hips and she would cover my penis with her hand and stroke me. Likewise, when she was face down, I would always stroke her labia and her clitoris. She would raise her hips and I would cup her pubic mound with my hand and run my fingers into her vagina, pulling out her juices to lubricate her labia and her clitoris. In every massage after the second one, she spread her legs as soon as she turned over. I would generally first sit between her legs and fondle and kiss her breasts. It was hard to say goodbye after the amazing time we had but somehow we did and life went on we saw each other on the sly as often as we could but I was growing impatient to just be with her and to hell with everyone else… She invited me over to meet her Mom and though I was a little leery I went to meet her at their house she was a gorgeous graceful incredibly beautiful woman I was stunned at first but her casual smile and wonderful personality put me at ease she sent Carly to make us some ice. “Sounds like this daddy’s girl needs corrupting.” “Ha I don’t know about that,” said Jenny as she returned her friend’s smile. “Sounds like she’s quite the wannabe slut already. But I’m sure you’ll have her eating out of your hand in no time.” “That’s not the only thing she’ll be eating out of I hope,” said Kirsty grinning again. Two days later it was Saturday and Kirsty was preparing for another night out. Tonight however was different. Jenny had tipped her off via a friend of a friend that.