Or was he? He had followed me into a dark garage where anything could happen.I could mug him.Or k**nap him.Or even murder him.But he risked all that a...nyway.Because you're so hot.It didn't even occur to me until later that he could have done any of those things to me just as easily.My mind was tripping, trying to wrap itself around this concept.The guy's breathing was getting harder.His fingers were probing and reaching in between my cheeks, trying to find my asshole.He leaned forward and. She was corseted and the woman put her knee in Alex' back and pulled it tighter than she had thought possible. Then the nipple clamps were put on and Alex didn't think much more. Between the pain, the pills and the constant arousal, she was lost to her feelings.A month ago this would have seemed strange, to be so free, wanton and wicked with a total stranger, but now, it felt right. Mr. Smith was there, and it was all right. Alex watched him the whole time, watching his eyes, wanting to please. She was still in a daze as to what was going on. I took a look on her whole body, with her legs up/down backside/side wards told her to stand and had looked her beautiful cunt and big buttocks as I had seem them with but with the saree covering it. I then suddenly when on my knees while she was standing and stated stroking her cleanly shaved pussy with my tongue and my hand squeezing her buttons. She was wanted it more and more and slowly put here one leg on the bed so that I could get my. He had no problem shooting plugs, they were all ofay anyway. It took me awhile to convince him that it was not open season on whites. Some of his crew had some salty feelings for some farmers, but Mr. Blue was the boss and he saw the wisdom with not starting a war with the ofay. That really made me feel better about the whole idea of invading the Island with Tommy guns.The second hardest idea to get past Mr. Blue was that Sarah would go along and take low-light pictures to document everything..