Real amateur girls doing it
I loved looking at them. at him.
He lifted the lid and held up a set of metal handcuffs, putting the box on top of the ottoman.
As he worked, his jaw clenched and released, his head tilting this way and that to avoid mine. His hands expertly wrapped, threaded, twisted, and tugged the rope just how he wanted it.
I know we were both drunk. We had a good time.
His eyes locked with mine, and his Adam's apple bobbed as though in slow motion.
"They had gone to Dirk's place to get the potatoes he'd left in his fridge.