It was now or never, she felt, entering her bedroom. Eliza stood in her room, working quickly as she opened the bed for what she hoped would be a firs... night of passion with John. Unbuttoning her blouse, she removed her brassiere and left her breasts loose. Dropping her skirt to the floor, she stepped out of her panties. Swiftly redressing, she turned on the night light and was satisfied it would be bright enough for what she wanted. She put on her slippers and hurried back down to the kitchen.. She had dressed, gone to her car, retrieved the phone, and was thinking of going for a short stroll, it being such a pleasant morning. Before getting back out of the car, she had seen a naked man approaching, under the street lights, and had decided to stay out of view, until the man passed.As he passed, she realised the man was me, and so felt comfortable enough to follow me down, and let me know that I had been seen. All the time that she was explaining her presence, I had remained with my. I just figured that I would cash in on my triumph for some fun and games of a more adult nature,” Christina told her fiance with a wicked grin on her face, as she tied him to the bedposts with some bathrobe belts ... you know, the furry kind ... easily escaped, more there as a symbol of bondage and trust than as a real restraint.“Oh, and pray tell, Miss, what plans do you have for your captive?” Abel laughed, but Christina put her finger to his lips.“Do I have to gag you, dear? Okay, how about. We started sexting. I sent her a snap of me jerking off, making my cock as hard and slippery as possible. I rubbed the tip, grabbed hard on my cock, and let precum ooze out of my cock. I showed everything to her. “I want to be your whore. I want you to fuck me like a slut,” she said. I could feel her excitement in her texts. She sounded intense.I felt she wanted to fuck me. She wanted to ride my cock until I filled her cunt with my warm cum. She then sent a snap. She started with her boobs..