As she did she waved and smiled at Ryan.“Th-thank you!” Lauren squealed.The cop turned her head back to her and shook it before moving on.Sensual ...ormentDamn it, twenty minutes to go, thought Lauren, looking at the large clock in the station. Her pussy was so wet her juices ran down her legs. She hoped it didn’t show in the baggy canvas pants she wore. People would think she’d peed herself.People continued to walk by, most without a word. There were a few strange glances and a couple taunts,. He made sure they were tight and slid down to her legs. He sat there for a moment look at her and began rubbing her asshole and cunt lips. She groaned into the tape and became wetter. He removed the stimulation greatly frustrating her. He roughly grabbed a boot, the heel made it easier to hold and soon he had it tied with another rope connecting it to the bottom bedpost, stringing the rope across, he did the same with the other foot. “Move.” He commanded. She complied and tried to escape,. Ferris, the devoted doctor’s wife, had kept house for him and, as some might say, ‘Had pandered to his whims’ since a couple of years after Ferris had qualified, which amounted to nearly forty five years. Thus Martin was faced with recruiting his own staff. Discussing this problem with Dr. Ferris before the latter bowed out, Ferris suggested what might be described as a package deal. ‘There are a widow and her daughter who live right next door,’ he said. ‘The mother sent the girl to some sort. Mother did most of the talking but, as she did, father had his fingers in her pussy hair and was lightly rubbing her lips and clit. She told us about their sex experiences in the commune and admitted that that was where they learned the most about sex. Before long mother's breathing was becoming a little choppy and her face and shoulders were becoming flushed. She was getting very turned on, not only from the fingering my father was doing to her, but also, I think, because of the pure eroticism.