His breath smelled of garlic and onions.She was dressed in a long white cotton robe. She was nakedunderneath, having been ?prepared? for interrogation...earlier. With her armsexposed by the short sleeves, her bound hands were obvious. They were cuffedbehind her back with tight steel manacles. In addition a canvas bag had beenloosely thrown over her head. ?Quiet!? the goon demanded in a gravelly voice, ?or I?llgive you more of the same.?The woman walked on, prodded by the goon?s hand in thesmall. .but because of her meds. My wife had to work late that night and went straight to bed when she got in. Mom and dad-in-law left to go on one of their trips (I won't say where or why) and s*s-in-law was sleeping the sleep of the over medicated. This time she was laying facing the back of the couch, her ass hanging off the front edge of the cushion. I went over to her and really tried to eake her up. I did a couple things I learned in EMT school on how to wake an u*********s person that a. She found my boxers and pulled them down, exposing my dick which was starting to grow. As soon as she found it she started pulling on it gently. Of course before long I was rock hard and she was still moving her small hand up and down my shaft. I couldn't believe what was happening but decided to keep pretending I was asleep and oblivious. The handjob felt amazing but I was hoping she had more in mind. Sure enough, after a few minutes of this I felt her duck under the covers and next thing I. His play on words mesmerises, the latest message detailing where he longs to place his lips leaves her quivering with delight. She feels her mind melting, her body responding to his sinfully naughty words. Aching, the physical reaction in her body ever stronger, she craves more. His attentive words treasure her like no other. She feels her nipples pebbling beneath the lace of her bra as another message follows, his growing hunger insatiable. Christ she can almost feel him, his hands caressing.