I went to the bedroom and saw that Ryan was there waiting for me with a big hard-on. It was morning when I woke up after only an hour or so of sleep. I went to put the kettle on and saw this cock shaped dildo, complete with rubber balls, stuck to the seat of the stool that I usually sit on while eating my breakfast. I made myself a coffee then impaled myself and waited for Ryan. “I see that you’ve found my little present.” Ryan said as he emerged sporting his usual morning woody. “Not so little, I feel full up. Am I right in assuming that you want me to eat breakfast sat here every morning?” “Of course, it feels good doesn’t it?” “Oh yes. Thank you dear.” With coffee and breakfast (Ryan got that because I didn’t want to move) inside us; we sat there re-planning our finances and lives. We’d been saving for a car, and the deposit for a house. fetish We decided that now that we’d got a car we would splash out on a bike for me so that we could get some exercise together (we’d go and get Ryan’s bike from his parent’s house in our car) and check with our bank to see if we had enough left for a deposit on a house. I told Ryan that I only wanted an old bike but he insisted on getting a new one from the internet and he spent the next couple of days looking on the internet for the ‘right’ one. I just left him to it. Neither of us told anyone at work about the car, and the following Saturday we went to the dealership to see the man that I’d met in London. Fortunately he was there and gave us a big welcome. He ushered us into his Brunette office and as he was going Hairy through all the options that we could choose from, Ryan nudged me and pointed to a big framed photograph on the wall. I blushed when I saw that it was one of the ones taken at the hotel in London. There I was, all naked with the man sat in front of us, and the old Japanese guy. What’s more I could easily make out my chains, and the diamond between my legs. I suddenly realised why some of the staff were staring at us when we walked in; they’d all seen the photo of me naked. I was feeling a little warm and wet as we finished making our choice and I naively thought that we could just get into our new car and get the hell out of there. I wasn’t too happy when the man told us that they’d have to get the car from another branch, that there was a lot of paperwork to sort out, and that they wanted to make a big thing of handing it over to me. The killer came when he said that blowjob he’d like me to be dressed the same way as I was in that room in London. Of course Ryan agreed without us even discussing it and we left for home with me in a bit of a panic. There was no way that I wanted to be naked in that damn car showroom with lots of people watching; although the thought of sprawling naked over the bonnet of the car did appeal to me – not that I’d tell Ryan. All the next week I kept asking Ryan to phone them and get them to deliver the car to indian us. Every time that I thought about it my heart would start racing and for some strange reason I would get wet and all tingly. The Saturday came and Ryan helped me put my jewellery in. I wanted to leave the vibe at home but Ryan insisted that I be exactly like I was in London; except that he told me to wear heels and comb my hair. At least he let me wear a dress to go there. As we left home Ryan pressed the diamond saying that I needed something to calm my nerves. The vibe did help my nervous; by the time we arrived the purring had relaxed me; I was feeling quite good when the man came and shook my hand. “Okay,” he said, “I’ve arranged for the press to be here at eleven o’clock and some of the regional managers are over by the car waiting. I hope that you don’t mind but all the staff would like to be photographed with you. Would you like to come to my office and have a coffee and get changed while you wait for everyone to arrive?” As we walked to his office I looked over to the end of the showroom and saw about 5 Hardcore or 6 men in suits standing around talking. In spite of my AF being around 2 or 3 I was getting nervous again. In a few minutes I’d have to walk over there, stark naked, and pose for loads of photographs. As the man speaks I can’t keep from glancing at his mouth. He assured the both of us that he was cool with everything, “but it will be awkward when my step mom is younger than my wife.” We laughed and I showed him the door. If only Darius was here… Mankind got a duck's eye view of cosmic shotgun blasts as one solar storm after fetish another sent trillions of tons of solar mass slamming into the earth's magnetic field at several thousand miles per second. “She’s not your daughter anymore, Father.” I said, “She’s a monster; she’s evil incarnate! Hairy Please, please, keep licking me!” I was acting out the part and began to moan it felt so good. With a defeated groan, she Brunette finally collapsed. "Oh!, You shouldn't have done that, that is gonna cost you BIG time." “Good evening, Mr. Thomas! Mala indian whimpered 'yes, yes'. It was just that the timing was wrong. I’m first round, baby.” He celebrated, then he got blowjob suddenly quiet. As she grew up and got older, she would come to me with just about anything and everything. He also ordered a glass of OJ as well as a glass of milk. It felt so…so…” I took Kim’s hand and led her over to the bed and hugged her and Kissed her with full on Passion, we had a Tunge battle then fell Hardcore on the bed, I was going to give her my full action. I'm spent and really sleepy now. That Sunday morning Cheryl and her parents were seated at the breakfast table when Katie came down and into the kitchen – stark naked.