"I still have the receipt, you insensitive bastard."Angela Merkel arrives at Control in Athens airport."Nationality?" asks the immigration officer."Ge...rman," she replies."Occupation?" No, just here for a few days."I spent a couple of hours defrosting the fridge last night.Or "foreplay" as she likes to call it.I woke up this morning at 8 and could sense something was wrong.I got downstairs and found the wife face down on the kitchen floor, not breathing! I panicked. I didn't know what to do.Then. "Don't wear a bra tonight, and bring a blanket."She just looked at me for a second before biting down on her bottom lip and smiled.When we arrived at Jacob's farm I quickly took Kathy to the very front of the trailer, a spot where it was the darkest, and staked out our place. The trailer was set up like it was a maze, with bails of hay stacked up, keeping each spot sort of private.The ride usually took around two hours, and after fifteen minutes it was somewhat quiet, except for a few giggles.. I stripped and She started to tie me to a chair in front of the television. She tied my hands together and to the rung under the chair. My feet were also tied to the rung, then she tied another rope above my knees and my arms. I couldn’t move an inch. Next She took a Viagra and let me swallow it, then She gagged me with duct tape. She started to arouse me by playing with my nipples and nibble my ears. Are you excited, She asked. I nodded. Would you like me to take of that chastity belt? I. The sharp bristles and the rough scales were kept mercifully clear of anything sensitive.It began to slowly wind around his shaft like a blue anaconda encircling its prey, piling its plump, chubby coils on top of him until he was entirely buried. It was surprisingly heavy, sinking him deeper into Isabelle’s lap, the smooth underbelly just as soft and as inviting as her hand had been.Iden had to stifle a yelp as he felt the brawn beneath the layer of buttery flesh harden, squeezing him in a vice.