He didn't look that mean and tough, though. If I had to fight him for it, I could probably take him. He was just an average looking guy, pretty nondes...cript really. About 5'9" I'd say, maybe 160 lbs. Kinda wiry with hair a little too long. He had on rumpled clothes, cotton trousers and a short sleeved button down shirt. A real nobody.So I walked right up to him and told him flat out, "That's my notebook. I want it back, now!"He chuckled, flipping the cover over and looking up at me, squinting. Elaine shook her head wildly back and forth. How could she he like this? How could she be lying on the floor of this room, moaning as her snatch heated up under the tonguing Doberman? Only a little while earlier she'd been in Sam's arms, feeling completely satisfied sexually. Now she was almost up at the fever-pitch Sam had driven her to - and with a dog!"Lick her up, boy. Lick her good," Peter groaned, closing his eyes occasionally as the throbs from his tiny dick shook his entire. Ten minutes later Leslie arrived and the masseuse showed her to the massage room and said he would be right back. The room was set up perfectly for me to put my plan in place. The head of the massage table was pointed away from the door. Jack came to tell me she had arrived. He was going to let her get ready and he was going to leave. Jack went to the massage room and showed Leslie where she could change. He showed her the towels she could cover herself with if she wanted, and invited her. The feeling was unbelievable. She was so soft and smooth. My fingers felt alive, like they had minds of their own. As I teased her clit and pussy, she matched my motions with her own gyrations back into me.My aching cock was trapped downward between my legs like it was encased in a Lycra straight jacket. As I started to reach down to let it free to the side, she noticed what I was doing and stopped me by grabbing my wrist. She turned to face me and said, "Allow me."With that, she untied the.