For now I’m content to be the object of Mr. Xnxx sex I screamed and struggled as he went around behind me. However, one day we came home and he was flushed and out of breath. In the course of all of this he’d poured me a sherry and I never noticed that my glass seemingly had no bottom. I felt him undo my restraints and then found myself utterly helpless as he picked me up and set me in a hanging chair. He knelt behind me and I could feel his hot breath on my opened pussy as I wondered what he was doing. His fingers wandered across my every curve, exploring every inch of my body. One thing I do know for sure: my diary has true stories in it now. I got the idea from your diary and had the carpenter make it to your specifications. What Mrs. May haps you and I shall get lucky, what do you say?”
I screamed.
