The Fire Marshal and the Inspector finished their burger and fries at the Antler ... wiped hands on cloth towels ... no paper for the Antler ... and s...ettled back for a smoke.The Fire Marshal was from Ludington and the Inspector lived in Big Rapids. When the Inspector wasn't involved in Arson investigations, he taught 'Fire Fighting and Safety' at the Institute. His students loved him ... he was often gone.The Marshal was born and raised in Ludington ... got a job with the fire department and. Your top rode up at the bottom hem allowing the guys next to you to see much more of your legs and the guys on the other couch (there were 5 guys here and me) to see your black trimmed pubes. Everyone's eyes were on your extremely sexy body and you put your hands back down onto the laps of the two guys next to you as you smiled at me.Your hands started to rub near their cocks and they became a bit bolder due to their drunk state and one guy placed his hand on your leg near your ever leaking. "Great, another 30 minutes before my first meeting.", Lauren said to herself. Lauren checked her e-mail and replied to any questions that her co-workers or students had. Suddenly, she heard her phone buzz. It was a text from her husband. Her husband's text reminded her that he was going out of town for three days due to a work function.Wendy shook her head. "That man is always going out of town.", she groaned. Her 9:00 A.M. meeting flew by. Lauren just wanted advice about which electives made. She completely ignored him, fetching another pair of leg cuffs from the toy chest and a long metal spreader bar before returning to her dangling fuck toy. She fixed each cuff securely to James' ankles, stretching each leg as far to the side as she could before latching its clip into the cruel spreader. She dropped the bar, his legs weighed down by the metal rod and no longer able to move inward. He could no longer deny Monique access to her cherished target.She stepped outside the area of the.