.... She could not remember. She must have closed her eyes and fallen asleep. She was aware that she was no longer in the cage. But it was dark and ...see could not see. She was on her back and her hands tied and pulled over her head. Her knees were pulled up to her chest and her ankles tied and pulled far from each side of her body. This was a very uncomfortable position. And it occurred to her that she must have been d**gged to have been out and woken like this with no recollection of what. He gave me oral sex, the first time ever. It was rookie but just feeling his whisker stubble was enough to make me. In short order I am climaxing while holding his head like a vise with my thighs. He begins telling me how much he loves me and my body. Heck, I have a tough time loving my body. Next thing I hear is about how he needs a son. I tell him I agree and add that he needs many sons. In a heartbeat he is running his shaft between my lip and making me crazy. I grasp him with two. We’re going to give her what she wants.“It’s very risky, Max”, Jason ventures gently, trying not to hurt him.“We all know this Rebecca is making fun of your son.”“We have a full report this time,” Ron adds and produces a thick file. She and her boyfriend, stylish Alec, are only trying to get a scoop and sell it to the Boston Post. They have been circling your son for months for this purpose.“That’s true, Jason interrupts, I think you should talk to your son.”Thoughtful, MM walks over to the. This bra was impossibly tight. And it was her biggest, too. This was all she needed; having to go into battle in a bra like a safety harness. Where was Creamy when she needed her? Ah, she remembered, checking out those three male officers. Surely it didn't take that long to measure three men's penes? But then Creamy was always most thorough and conscientious. She wouldn't leave a job undone. Creamy wouldn't go off half-cock.But Belinda really needed to get this bra off. Even if it meant going.