She had almost forgotten about James peculiar phone call when, that Friday after noon, he called her again."Hi babe, I just wanted to remind you of to...orrow. We still going to Houston?" he asked."Sure, I'm looking forward to doing some shopping myself. I love going into the big city and getting away from Huntsville for a bit!" Good. You can wear whatever you like - it may be cool out. But no bra or panties - I want a good view of you when you flash me!" he said.Rochelle groaned, realizing that. "Are you out of your mind? You can't be serious! You can't just--Look," Ryan stepped toward me. "Is that right?" he said. Then they both grabbed me, one by each wrist, to which they tied separate ropes. They pulled me up off the floor after tossing the ropes tied to my wrists over a beam above. Then my ankles were secured to the ends of a wooden bar, leaving me suspended, dangling and spread-eagled before them in the middle of the room, my feet about 2 inches off the floor. They began grabbing. Diane took deep breaths as she placed her hand on her bloated belly and laid her head on the pillow. I fixed up my tie before I lay down over Diane and continued kissing her. She wrapped her arms around the back of my head and pulled my face close to hers. After kissing for fifteen minutes, I then placed my hand under Diane’s skirt to massage her pussy. Diane groaned as I massaged her moist but warm vagina. Diane lifted up her skirt to reveal her skinny thighs and her hairy pussy. As I stuck. “If not, I need to trade you in for a better model,” I added with a wink. “You’re an ass…fuck, that feels good…” she whispered, clutching my arm as I pushed her panties to the side to expose her wet pussy to the touch of my hand. “I knew you couldn’t resist my touch…” “Shut up before I change my mind,” she said before biting down on my shoulder to suppress a moan. I pushed a finger inside her pussy before curling it upwards to rub her spot as I began toying with her clit. I could tell she.