My suit had contained my new blossoming well. “Mommy, look at that pregnant lady.” I turned my head to the right to see a little girl and ...er mother walk- ing near. The little girl was pointing at my huge belly and her mother was staring in awe. “Let’s leave her alone,” the mother said and hurried on. I wondered why the woman was acting so odd. It was as if she had never seen a pregnant woman before. That’s when I felt my suit shift. I gasped, feeling again. Bent me forward across the table, spread my legs wide and tied each ankle to a table leg. I was laying across the table with my arms either side of my head and my hands clutching the far edge of the table (It was a narrow table.). He then put rope around my wrists and tied the ends of the rope to the table legs on the far side. When I was trussed up like that, I found it to be quite stimulating. Especially with my legs pulled wide open, I could feel my pussy lips being stretched open as well. Now,I’m on my chair and the hand that was on my cock OVER my shorts is now heading in my shorts as your ass is fully exposed to my face. And you know what I see…your ass yes, but I also see your pussy lips between your tighs. Damn what a view! I’m mouthwatering but I don’t want it to show cause I want you to keep on teasing me! And that’s exactly what you do, as you shake your fine piece of ass from left to right as if you were saying : hey, look at me, I’m butt naked for you!! As you are still. I punched a button on the entryway intercom panel. ‘All clear, Vicky. You can come out now. I’ll meet you in the dining room.’ The next few hours were a blur. Other that telling the cops that I’d been defending myself and producing the Federal paperwork proving the suppressor was legally owned, I didn’t say much. They didn’t push me. The crime scene techs took pictures of the dead invaders and showed them to me on an iPad. I didn’t recognize them and I refused to let Vicky look at photos of men.