I was amazed that she was just as tight as before. Fucked her missionary first then flipped her around finishing off doggie style. After shooting a se...ond load inside that hot pussy of hers we went back to sleep. She left early this morning. I asked her if we could get together again soon but she told me she wasn't sure. That she felt guilty now about what we had done last night since she is still married and trying to get back together with her husband. I told her that as long as the two of. She took some ropeand looped 6 or 7 turns around my arms above the elbows and pulled themcloser together and tied them off. This was surprising effectivelybondage. My arms were completely immobilised. She then lifted myskirts and tied some more rope around my legs above the knees torestrict my stride, smoothing my skirt over the rope. I was set for theday.At 5pm I was allowed to change in to either fetish or glam wear and wasgiven some freedom ie was not put in bondage. During this time. Icouldn't believe how excited this was making me. It wasn't long until I felt Megan crawl on top of me and she wasstraddling my chest. She was now taking pictures of my hands stroking mycock. "Does that feel good Panty Boy? Does it feel good to stroke your cockwith your panties, stockings, and high heels on? Does it make you feelsexy?" she said in a bitchy sort of way. All I could do was moan. I closed my eyes and continued. It has neverbeen this exciting or felt so good. I felt her move a. In a word, he was plain, and even boring. I could get all the clever conversation and humorous times I wanted with him, and plenty of loving and warm sexual intimacy. But sometimes, well, more than sometimes, I wanted, or even needed, something wilder. More adventurous. I needed times when I could just let my hair down and just let… things… go. Drop to the ground and have sex in a corner of the park? Sure! Give him a BJ in the middle of a camping trail? Have me grab my ankles and let.