He moved me around and thenpulled my panties down. His hand rubbed my crotch. I was mortified.I noticed, before I was turned around, his massive cock ...was pushing hardagainst his jockey shorts and I shuddered knowing what was next. Davepulled the plug slowly from my asshole and guided me down towards hiserection I couldn't see but knew was there. My asshole felt so open whenthe plug came out but his cock soon replaced it and he lowered me ontohis cock.The plug was brought up to my parted lips. I was getting hot myself just talking about it....I told him all about the ways to lick a pussy, and ask him if he'd like to try it....He wasn't sure about that, but he was willing to try.. It didn't take him long to figure out, what made me feel good . He had me squirming all over the living room floor...His tongue was making me crazy, and I knew I wasn't far from cumming...".Oh God baby" " Yeeeeees" " Oh fuck " it's so good ! Oh Yeeeesssssss! Baby , !!!!! I'm. You bundle all my clothes into an empty brown paper bag the store clerk has given you. My panic level climbs a notch when you drop it on the floor and gently kick it out under the door of the booth. From your brown bag of newly purchased things, you pull out a pair of broad, black leather cuffs for my wrists. There's a matching pair that you then secure around my ankles. The collar you've chosen for my neck fits snugly and, once in place, you swap places with me in the narrow booth and have me. Barb left everything to me, except all those exotic cars she left you. I guess if you had shown up for the execution of the will, you would have met me then," she finished. "Anyway, I have some personal affects of Barb's you might be interested in. You know, some love letters Barb wrote to you, but never sent. I found them under a false bottom to a jewelry box in her closet safe. Seems to me you were more to her than just a good fuck, Mister. Mmm, please pardon the French! Secretly, she was.