Darn."He turned and went back to the outside door, and then stopped again. It was unlocked, he remembered. Slowly, quietly, he crept back through the ...kitchen and pushed open the door to the living room. It creaked. "Ssshhh!" he hushed as he slipped through. On his way past the counters he had picked up a spatula, which he now raised threateningly above his head.A few steps into the room, though, he lowered it. Mrs. Keaton was lying flat on the couch, one bare leg fallen out of her robe and down. I was left with a huge boner and excited. I never have made out with such a strong woman before. Hence I surely wanted it more now. I straightaway went to my washroom and masturbated the load. By the time I came out, she had left for the day. This was Saturday. So I was sure that I’ll see her tomorrow. But she was all in my head now. Next day when she came, I was in my room. I was waiting for her to come to my room for cleaning to confront her. But I didn’t know how to proceed this. I was. She gently rolled his balls around in her hand, and pulled them up to his body, where she slid her index finger over his perineum, and up to his asshole. That move surprised Will, and made his whole body flinch. It was the first time he felt the restraints holding him to the wall. The muscle contraction forced a burst of pre-cum out of the tip of his cock, and without pause, it dripped in a long string to the floor.“Amber, get you hand off of his balls. I did not give you permission to. It just seemed to me that the two of you needed one more person to operate the camera while you acted out the rest of the fantasy. Have you looked at the movie she gave you yet? I know you’ve been saving it, but don’t let all her hard work go to waste. You know if I’d found it while I was there, I’d have watched it. You hid it too good.Ari, don’t you think it’s time to tell the rest of the story? You’re back in your little trailer and headed south for the winter. Will you see Angie again? She.