I blinked, still nonplussed by her question. “And if I say ‘yes’?”
Betty’s smile widened. Porn My pants were fairly dark-colored; unless I
brought attention to it, she might not see it. Her torso was thick, but her stomach flat. She used two fingers to
vigorously stimulate me right at the most sensitive spot about a third
the way down the shaft from the head. She
gave me that smile again. “Now it’s my turn to ask a question.”
I should have expected that. But, really, it did not matter all that much. “How about fifty?”
Fifty! Each had a
hinge so that it opened on the opposite side, where a clasp could keep
it closed. She wrapped a strap around each ankle and tied the
loose end of the cord to the leg of the bed on
