She wore only a thong and matching bra under it. I pulled her too me and kissed her some more, and she began unbuttoning my shirt. I moved her back to...sit on the futon, and continued undressing. Upstairs I could hear Cathy and her man groaning in pleasure.I'd never owned a futon, and, while I knew they turned into a bed, didn't know how. Dana did, and had it spread flat in the time it took me to get naked. She was lying back, caressing her thighs and smiling, when I came to her. We kissed while. Mark had problems down there too and he gave thanks that he was behind his desk rather than stood in front of it. He was sweating quite profusely and he had a mother of an erection throbbing away. There was something he was going to have to rush off and do straight after this class, and it wouldn't be the first time. 'Stop it, Melissa, for fuck's sake, ' he murmured under his breath.But no such luck. What she was doing now was lazily scratching an 'itch' on the inside of her thigh, located. She absolutely loved getting handcuffed to the bed face down and taking it up the ass. The pucker was off limits if she wasn't restrained."I love the helpless feeling. You could really hurt me but I trust you. No means No to you and stop means you stop. I love it."She tied me up, greased me up, and shoved her dildo up my back passage. I came buckets.I greased her up, eased the butt plug in and fucked her for all I was worth. Skyrockets and stars.One dark night, as dark as night gets on the. She was more cute than beautiful and I wouldn’t really describe her as sexy. I couldn’t understand how she had ended up with someone in prison and she certainly didn’t come across as a bad girl. One Sunday morning at approximately 6am, me and Joanne were leaving the house and said our goodbyes to Debbie, wishing her a good day. “Thanks for giving me the whole day,” Debbie replied. “We’ll probably only need five minutes.” I looked at Joanne, who was sharing a knowing smile with Debbie. “What.