Trunk

When Johnny told me this we were going to go dancing tonight, I think the wires got crossed. For some motive, I interpret this as a opportunity to dress a little land. But, I think chap meant ballroom dancing. I can usually tell by the way his face changes as buddy evaluates my appearance. Oops. My land blue jean dress and cowboy boots were the wrong choice. No worries. We don’t dance competitively, so we can dres in spite of that we want when we go to the socials. Despite this, Johnny has decided that since I messed up, he’ll still take me….I will be riding strapped up in the trunk till we get close to the dance hall, although. So, that is precisely what dude does. Johnny fixes me up in a constricting hog bind with rope in the trunk of the clean car. Interesting that the trunk of the car was so clean, hmmmmm. And, then lad puts a thick white cloth gag on my face hole. This should definitely make the ride a lot quieter. I have to focus on not drawing attention to us. Of course, Johnny takes some pictures and films formerly we carry on our ride. That’s a worthy sign that buddy does not desire to forget this faux pas

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Duration: 10:51
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