Sex was always exciting when his wife tied him up with the silk ropes. She seemed to get better at sex when he was restrained. It was like she was a n...w woman when he was at her mercy. Her oral skills seemed to improve when he was tied to the bed frame. She was an expert at licking, sucking, nipping and rubbing. She had always liked being on top and being in control, and when Vern was tied up, she had full control. She was an expert also at riding him, bouncing up and down, grinding and. My sister, 2 years my senior, fulfilled this ideal far better than I likely ever would, and was even friends with the more idealized girls in my year as well. She was 19 and we’ll call her Ingrid, I was 16 and we’ll call me Anne. Like Ingrid, I had joined the girls football team in my freshman year, even holding the same position as she did for all 4 years as well as going on a football tour across a neighboring country two years after her. I obviously had idolized her, a fact which. She moaned louder and louder as I continued to look at her from head to toe wondering if she was looking at my picture on her monitor, wondering and hoping that I was the reason for the sexual trance she appeared to be in. I was hypnotized by her sexiness when I noticed a vibration in my pocket that shook me back to reality. I was glad I had the ringer of my phone turned off so as not to be caught as the peeping Tom I had become. I stepped out into the hall to look at a text that had been sent. She hated to sleep alone, and usually couldn't sleep at all when she wasn'twith him. It seemed like every part of her body was reaching out to him, longingto touch him. He told her once when she slept she constantly pushed herselfcloser against him. She didn't want to give that up. "I'll stop pet, let you go right now, but if I do, then for the next weekyou will sleep on the floor, in another room, far away from me. I'll hit youonly ten more times, they won't be quite as hard as the first.