At the end of the discussion I said:"Right, get your clothes off." What?" You heard me, now."And she started to strip. She got to twirling in her knic...ers and bra, playing the coquette, and I snapped:"All of it."She looked at me and then skinned out of them. I went behind her and snapped a pair of hand cuffs on."What are you..." Be quiet." I said, sharply.I took a black scarf and wound it round her eyes so that she was unable to see. Then I pushed her towards the entrance to the secret. One her daughters sat next to John showing him her school books and home work, her mum sat chatting to him at same time. while her oldest daughter was very quiet just standing there with her arms folded looking coldly at John and Lisa. Sarah has always been a little reserved and this is new to her. her mum bringing a man home this hasn't happened be for. A little tricky with Sarah as she was old enough to get to know her dad and the hurt he had caused her mother so she wasn't keen to see a man. At first touch she shuddered softly "Too cold?” I asked. "No, not at all," she responded, in what almost sounded like a moan. I continued, pressing my hands firmly against her body as I ran them up and down her back. I could hear muffled moans coming from her mouth. My pussy started to tingle from the sound of her moaning. With each moan, I became wetter and wetter. My hands worked their way down her back side to her legs. Her legs spread wider letting the dim light pour onto her pussy and I. Her next suggested perhaps he would understand more if she was too fetch the next album, to which he nodded his agreement, she scuttled away, and soon returned to sit next to him, the big old album on the table in front of them both. She opened it at page 1, where to his amazement there was a full-page single picture of her, standing naked, smiling, on the steps to the lower garden, her hair perfect, her smile broad despite her being supported by bindings at the wrists to the posts of the.