On the drive down to Dover we had a great time catching up on all the happenings since we last saw Bridie.If you do I will rip them from your slutty twat.but then he pushed my head back and pulled out.She licked her lips.You're my sister.I smiled at him.Mrs. Armstrong gasped.I glanced at Stefani and grinned at her.Jennifer eeks out.You know mom, it is OK to facial be excited and to have fun.Cindy: OK, enough for now.Susan: OK, you are going to get naked or OK, I can have sex on stage with Cara.Cindy: OK, I am just going to think about it for now.Tammy: Girls, open all of your buttons on your dress except for the middle one.Susan: Come on mom, let me help you.Cindy: I can do it myself.Susan: My mom is going to get naked with us.Cindy: Oh god, how did I get myself in to this.Jim: I leaned over and kissed Cindy and told her she is beautiful and to have some fun.Cindy: So you want me to MILF get naked?Jim: I want you to have fun, if getting naked old is going to be fun for cumshot you, then do it.Cindy: Why don’t you go up on stage and fuck Cara.Cara: Dad, they would be really hot.Jim: I would like that too honey, but you know we cannot do that in public, it would be too risky.She’d always loved a good fuck with the right guy but Trish had definitely brought a new aspect to her love life and that needed some thought.Had it just been that one-off magic spark between two people that neither could resist, regardless of gender, or did it mean that from now on granny she would be looking just as much at the girls as the guys.Stephanie however had the solution. Come alone next week, then, we dare you Her friends urge her all in one voice But if you allow him to take you away He’ll use you for hours .. no choice .Later, as they all were dispersingShe glanced back over her shoulderAnd wondered if he’d be recruiting Next week like her friends had all told her.The guy had looked fearsome and brutishThe type who controls and commandsNo doubt he cumshot could do what he wantedTo those who fell into his handsBut for now she’s too tipsy to ponderAbout coming back the next weekAll she wants to do at that momentIs go home and get loads of sleep.…………Two nights later, recalling the storiesHer dark fancies begin to hold swayAn unwholesome tingle starts buildingAt thoughts of kidnap and carnal foul playRemembering what her friends told herShe scrolls through some sickening scenesIs that what she’ll get if ‘he’ picks her up?Her fingers know just what that meansThey start to touch where they shouldn’tAt visions of granny being taken awayAnd as they take on a MILF life of their ownShe can’t stop them having their way...........After four long nights of more touchingHis ‘influence’ is starting to fadeBut as Friday sun hangs low in the skyDecisions now have to be madeJust then her phone pings a messageUnnerving, it almost rings true It’s from a friend who had dared her Are you dreading tonight’s rendezvous?But I bet that you still end up goingDressed sexy to give the green lightTo his designs to abduct youAnd get yourself gang-raped all night Dismissing this unthinkable notion She’s still drawn like a moth to a flame.And as her instincts scream just stay away She decides to front all the same.This time around she flies soloNo back-up or friendly supportShe knows of his grim reputationAnd what she’ll get if she’s ‘caught’ ………….. soSwearing she’s not out for adventure But just fancies a couple of wines.She preps and preens in close detail.And vamps herself up to the ninesShe’d been told he has a cruel ‘hit list’ With its targets of wanton designBut she doesn’t know it’s a short-list of one.And tonight she is head of the line…………….The bar is a heady arenaAnd her heart thumps hard in her chestCoursing hot blood through her bodyCausing improper unrestAt first he just seems to ignore herAnd throws a mere quick fleeting glanceBut it tells him she’s kept her appointmentWith his treacherous, sly game of chanceNervous, but strangely excitedShe drinks more wine than she shouldPraying he doesn’t come overBut secretly hoping he wouldHe watches her drink herself dizzy He ensures no-one else intervenesPatient, he sharpens his talonsHe’s going to pick her apart at the seams. Just when she thinks she’s been let off the hookAnd his previous pitch was all blusterHe sidles up-side when she goes to the barTo discharge his cruel plans to abduct herHis silver spiel is entrancing.A well-practiced, seductive game plan.Underhanded. Erotic. Tenacious.He won’t quit ‘til she’s inside his van. As he sweet-talks her, smooth and seductive.Her defenses melt away, one by one.If he can facial chip away all resistance,Her arousal will tip her undone He breathes more words of flirtationSoft and sensuous into her earSaying she’s sure to enjoy itAnd that she has nothing to fear.He says he’ll be kind, slow and gentleThat he’ll make it erotic and funAnd as his fingers sneak up through her hairHer capture has already begunWhen his fingers caress the nape of her neck,It’s talons which brush light on her skin.And she thrills to the thought of abductionAs her dark fancies kick in. Her subversive and growing arousalDraws her deeper under his spell. Allowing her back-stabbing demonsTo sleep-walk her into sex hell.She’ll be like a lamb to the slaughter,If her worst nightmare comes true. But as her resistance slips slowly away, Her comeuppance is now over-dueHe asks if she’d like to come with himWilling, and of free accordTo where they could get to be friendlyAnd where avenues could be explored She knows wicked deeds could befall herAnd she knows she has to declineBut it’s hard to give No as an answerWhen she’s horny and heady with wineHe can see that she’s started to waverSo he swings into action plan B A cute little game he has up his sleeveInvolving handcuffs, a dare and a keyHer eyes open wide as if saucersWhen he drops his ‘cuffs on the barShe immediately senses her perilAnd knows this could go way too far Go on, I know that you want to As he waves a key in the air I’ll buy you a drink if you try them,Come on, it’s only a dare. Oh no! You’ve got to be joking She says with a reddening flush.But she can’t take her eyes off the handcuffsOr deny that they gave her a rush .He wheedles his fingers high into her hairAs he places a key on the bar I know that you’re dying to try themAnd to feel how thrilling they are Despite her gut feeling, and still shaking her headThe temptation proves hard to resistAnd she disturbingly hears herself saying OK, but only one wrist. Her flush is now goose-bumps as he picks up the ‘cuffsAnd clicks one end to her wrist Now swing your arms round behind you he says Go on.. please.. I insist In a play-act she’s taking no furtherHer arms swing around to complyBut an accomplice has slinked up behind herAnd wrist two gets clicked high and dry Hey, let me go, this isn’t part of the deal She immediately starts to protest Oh no, you’re right, I’m sorry he says I didn’t mean to make you distressed . Here he says You take the key As he pulls at old the waist of her slacksThen dropping the key straight down the frontHe laughs as her panic attacks Hey, how can I possibly reach itNow that you’ve dropped it down there?