After what seemed like hours, they eventually separated and sat on the sofa, and within minutes Carol was fast asleep. Rudeolph gently placed her head...down on the cushion and lifted her legs up onto the sofa so she could sleep in peace. As Rudeolph raised her feet up gently holding her ankles, a bonus occurred for Rudeolph as her skirt rode up her thighs to reveal the milky white inner thigh, with wisps of brown hair protruding from the narrow gusset that was supposed to protect her from. “Good boy. Stroke it faster for me now. Is that how you like it? Do you like that fist nice and tight around your fat cock? Really like to squeeze while you pull back on your tugging? “Do my panties feel good, baby? Are they the very best feeling ever on your cock? Show me how good they feel, hon. Do you like those soft, lacy boyshorts around your hard shaft even better than my tight little cunt?” she murmured, my pace and need intensifying with each syllable and stroke. . " Do you still love her?" I love what she once was. What we once had." Mmm, still friends?" No, she's too far away. Physically and emotionally. Come sit up here." I patted the counter top."Sure." She hopped up and twisted on the counter to face me as I pulled a wine glass from the crystal rack."Red okay?" Fine." She toyed with the red stained cork, rolling it under her finger tip."How about you? Why are you not connected with someone?" I am, sort of. I've had a ten year, very committed. She reached her otherleg towards the respective bond; only with much straining was she ableto reach far enough to set her other ankle in. But now, the lastmanacle hung on it's rod above and beyond her reach. She pulledtowards it, but the spread of her feet kept her from attaining thelast ring. Then, there were hands on her waist, from behind, liftingher up, lifting her strongly, so that the steel at her feet pulled herlegs unrelentingly to earth. And with that, she set her wrist intothe.