Jones to update some of the rooms in her house. He slapped me on my ass and said, "Go get her, Tiger!" I walked over to get a drink of water from my b...ttle. It had been so fucking hot out that I decided to pour the water over my head and let it run down my body. I could see Mrs. Jones staring at me out of the corner of my eye. I slowly turned to face Mrs. Jones and began to walk directly towards her. I could tell that she sensed something was going to happen as she began to fidget her hair with. Well, she thought, as her eyes saw the large round wet spot where her buttocks had lain, I really had myself a time. I guess there's no need in crying over spilled milk. I did it and I can't change that. After all, it was only a dream, I shouldn't feel guilty about something I couldn't control.The warm spray of the shower felt good cascading down over her body. She washed carefully the insides of her thighs and buttocks, almost reluctant to wash away the sticky still-warm fluid from her soft. My hand has wandered into my shorts, and my fingers slide over my wet slit. The cold cum is mixing with the fresh causes goosebumps throughout my body.I take out both fingers and taste the one. ‘Your dream seems to be getting good,’ I think as I watch you arch your back and slightly part your lips. I lightly trace my index finger over them, leaving my sweetness on your mouth. My finger travels down over your chin, down your neck, moving gently over the line of your shirt, lifting it a bit more. I tug hard from the other side and watchyou gasp, as you were not expecting this. I tie your breasts very tightly, sotight that they turn purple and tie off the rope from your armbinder to them. Ithen tie your legs next, all of your toes, ankles, knees, and hips. And forceyou into a ball. Your eyes widen in shock as you see me pull out a suitcase,and stuff you inside it...I slowly close the lid, and start closing the zipper.The last thing I see is your face, which has an expression of fear, as.