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Hardcore bondage in full latex catsuit Charlotte Sartre

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The next post I thought it perfect to use one of Anna Kovats friends Hannah Joyce. Hannah Joyce always knew I was less than a boy and inadequate for her or any of her friends. This is going to be one thing to stop me from jerking to her Instagram @hannahjoyce_ everyday

Steps from freedom

I had made it - I was getting away!

The stewardesses on my flight seemed to have been suspicious that I’d stolen the data from the phones of the people sitting around me on board the plane, but very few people had seen the little device I used to do so, which meant they couldn’t prove anything.

Now I had account numbers, personal information, and a whole lot of it to sell. One of the stewardesses had told me she knew what I was up to and I should confess to her and be arrested, but I’d held firm. Once we landed, I disembarked, moved through the airport, and out to the parking garage, where my black SUV was parked. I made my way up the stairwell, and walked out to level 3, where my vehicle, and freedom, waited. 

I halted when I saw the blond woman, leaning confidently on the concrete pillar, looking at me with what I could only characterize as a knowing smirk.

“Out of my way, Miss,” I said, noting her beauty, but not seeing her as a threat at all, considering she was dressed like a teen.

“I’m afraid I can’t let you get to your vehicle, Mr. Cresswell,” she told me. “I’m an undercover agent with the Airport Police. You’re under arrest.”

I stood frozen, my jaw dropping. There was no way she was a cop.

“Oh yes,” she said, taking hold of me and placing me against the pillar where her elbow had rested. She pulled my hands behind my back and snapped me into handcuffs as I remained dazed, uncomprehending how I’d been caught, only steps from the freedom of my vehicle. 

“Tough break, I know,” she mocked as she searched me. “And it’s such a long walk in handcuffs back to the airport, and in front of so many people!”

I blushed deeply, knowing more humiliation was coming, and already captured, unable to avoid it. I was a loser, handcuffed by a woman, and about to be paraded for the world to see.