“I think I’ve been,” she paused, “I might,” once more she stopped and I could hear her starting to sob.I tried to move towards her, but foun... I was not only tied, I was tied to something as well.There were footsteps coming towards us and I tried to listen. At least two, no three people.My foot was kicked. Not hard, more to gain my attention. “What’s your name?” It was a different voice from the first one.“Toby,” I whispered. “Who are you?”“Not Steven?”“No.”“Or Adam?”“No. I told you. My name’s. I grab your zipper with one hand, my other across the top of your ass holding the other side, and unzip your skirt. You slide my shirt off my shoulders as your skirt falls to the tops of your feet. You kiss my bare chest as I reach down to slide your panties off. Only you aren’t wearing any so I feel the coolness of your ass against my palm. I lean back letting you see one eyebrow rise higher than the other inquiringly. You only smile and blow me a kiss. You slip your hands into the waistband. I lapped up her juices, but not until she was dry. I wanted to get into that wet warm paradise. I stood up, undid my jeans, and pulled out my rock hard cock. Without a word being said, Helena got off the table, turned and bent over it. I put one foot on a kitchen chair. She reached round and guided my head onto her vibrating mound. I pushed against it as we both moaned with pleasure. I took hold of my cock and positioned on the rim of her wet tunnel. Helena seemed to stop breathing for a. Still your solution is wrong in so many ways. You should have asked what my intentions were."In any case come here. I had intended to do this Christmas Eve, but obviously it has become more important to tell you sooner. I was going to have a long speech, discussing domestic discipline and various things with you alone."That said, Melanie I love you. I can't imagine my life without you. I want to love you forever. I want to guide you safely through life. I want to have children with you. When.