She turned right, stepping through a heavy fire door and counting the numbers once more, identifying a heavy looking wooden door, a pair of twos on the door, one a little wonky. To her delight she felt the mechanism inside the lock shift, letting out the quietest of clicks as she turned the key. Sex Don’t let me down Hannah, this sounds like so much fun.”
“I’ll do my best, trust me eh?” She beamed, a twinkle in her eyes and Victoria smiled, knowing she would. He squirmed a tiny bit as she leaned over him, hesitating only a moment, breathing in his scent, sweet and inviting. She recalled from her discussion with Hannah that Ben was sporty so, Vicky hoped, that translated into flexibility. “If you’re a good boy, you’ll enjoy this, if you’re a bad boy, you won’t enjoy anything for a long while… Understand, sweetpea?”
Again, cuddled up meekly to himself, he nodded and she smiled, shuffling up his body. Did you butt fuck the wrong guy!? She left the key in the lock and gently turned around, careful in the dark as she didn’t want to knock anything over.
