I said i wasn't going to fuck him, just rim him. but if he wanted to try fucking we could. he said ok.his ass was perfect. absolutely no hair on it or...in his crack yet. he must have taken a shower because it smelled like soap. i spread his ass open and slowly licked around his hole. he shuddered and started saying "oh god, oh god" again. i got my tongue on his hole and started licked and sucking on it. i got my tongue up in it and started lick around it again. i slowly stuck my finger in his. He surprised me because I couldnt remember the last time Id seen him in only underwear, if ever. He was wearing snug thigh length briefs that formed tightly around his cock and balls giving me a sharp relief view of his works. I startled myself by thinking that just maybe Yvonne and the others enjoyed that a lot. He picked up the dress again and started to step a foot into the neck. No, over your head. Pull it down from the top otherwise you wont get your arms though the sleeves. Carl lifted. He lay next to me as I got up and straddled him. I said, “I want you to turn 180 degrees, so your head is toward the foot of the bed.” I got off of him, stood next to the bed as he turned 180 degrees. With no resistance, I pulled his right arm over to the corner of the bed and strapped it down (with our under the mattress strap-down system) then I strapped his right leg down to the head of the bed. I moved to the other side of the bed and strapped his left side down as well. This would allow me. It was so out of character for her to be so forward with a man – a stranger at that, but there had been something about the way that Sam had looked at her that did strange things to her deep down inside. He had not acted like a man who was involved. He did not wear a wedding ring, but it had been more than that, that had made her think that he was not only available, but interested as well. The carriage door was suddenly pulled open and Sarah almost hit the roof. ‘Refreshments anyone?’ Sam.