They told by the time we would be free they would be long gone. inside the small room it had a long clear perspex tube six foot by one foot thick with... three what seemed like fleshlight orifices going from the outside into it with deflated balloons on the ends of them and three keys on each of the balloons.there was a door at the other end of the room with three padlocks on it.grainne said how do we get the keys to open the door as we have nothing in the room to probe them out we would need. She might just be on the B-list, but she still had some connections, and she wasn’t exactly poor. ‘Thanks mom,’ she smiled, walking over to her bed and picking up her purse. ‘I’m ready to go now.’ Her mother nodded and turned to walk down the stairs. Victoria followed her down and into the hallway, where she quickly slid on her black leather jacket. She turned to the small mirror hanging over the shoe shelf, taking another minute to fix her hair before she heard an impatient cough behind her.. Okay, it tasted like whiskey, which was a little nasty, but it felt good. She felt good. I let a hand wander down to her ass and gave her a squeeze.No shorts. Just panties. My cock began to stir."Can I get you a drink, Darlin'?" she asked as she turned and wandered into the kitchen area. She poured a glass out of one of the many bottles strewn about the table.I walked up behind her and pressed my hard cock against her ass. "I'm in the mood for something else," I whispered in her ear.I reached. This felt unreal. How could this be happening? The old Zoe seemed so two-dimensional, all cold calculating distance; the new Zoe so full of warmth and talents and artistic tendencies and romantic needs.“About this kiss you’ve been wanting for years...” I reminded her.“Yes, we have to graduate to kissing,” she replied sultrily, tracing the outline of my lips, “and then escalate to cuddling,” she was running her finger tip down my chin towards my adam’s apple. I swallowed instinctively.Her hand.