At first she lay there quietly, then eventually she began to move, not struggling exactly, but more of an exploratory thing, to test the bounds of her...bondage. Nothing too alarming, in any case.In the meantime, I cleaned up what little signs of struggle there were around the bathroom door, and checked outside to ensure no-one had seen or heard anything. Nothing. It was surprising how ordinary this apartment seemed from the outside, given what was happening to its occupant. I'd somehow expected. "She stared into my eyes. I thought I saw a tear but it could have been the (faint) light. "Oh, Marky. Go for it."I pushed my cock head into her, I slid my dick into her depths fairly quickly. She moaned. I could feel an electricity between us. I looked deep into her eyes and kissed her as I fucked her slowly in the darkness. It didn't feel like fucking like in the porn I'd watched. I was making love to her. Her cunt was a perfectly grip on my prick, She was so wet that it could slide easily. I. It was a warm summer day and not many people about which was good and we were walking off track into the middle of the woods I carried a small bag containing two lengths of rope some elastic bands and a small towel and a mask. After a short search I found it the perfect tree! I told her to undress which was easy with only one item to remove, she was nervous and beginning to get beads of perspiration on her forehead. I approached her with a short length of rope and proceeded to bind her 34c. Sandra had justsnapped a picture."Don't worry ... this is just for your scrapbook. Laney wants every stepof our trip chronicled."I was even more alarmed to note that Tiffany had been recording me with aFlip video. "Don't worry about that either," said Sandra. "That's for themultimedia part of the scrapbook, unless you get stupid." Smile and wave," said Tiffany. "Tell us your name and why you're buyinglingerie." I'm Mike Powers, and I'm buying lingerie because my wife, Laney, asked meto do so.".