” I replied with a grin.“Pervert.” “Yeah and? I don’t hear a lot of complaints.” I grinned.“You’re lucky you got a big dick.” Kayla ...mirked, eyeing my crotch.I shrugged.“Yeah well, we all got our gifts.”“Yeah, I got great boobs!” Kayla exclaimed.I laughed.“That you do.”“And a cute butt too!” Kayla continued, flipping around on the couch and shaking her ass at me.“That you do.” I agreed, laughing harder.Kayla had been on the dance team at her college and she did, in fact, have a great ass.“So,. I put the company tabletop on the kitchen table, laid out the fabric and cut out a dress for my daughter, a blouse for my wife and myself. As I cut I indulged in fantasies of medieval ladies gathered in a sunlit room of some castle, dressed in lovely long gowns, each with a potential new long gown on their lap placing precise stitches by hand. I longed to be one of those ladies, secure in their art and creativity. But daydreams must fade and I could put it off no longer, it was time to confront. The waiter, a young English guy again in his early twenties, led us to a good table in a darkened corner and when I jokingly offered to take her jacket she said why not and I noticed that he also stole a glance at the large unbraed orbs as I took her jacket off. When he came back to take our order he couldn’t take his eyes off them.When I suggested that she would have been giving the waiter and bar man wet dreams that night Babs, refused to believe it saying she was old enough to be their. I tied her up exactly as i fucked her before, hands behind, legs to the corners of room, hair streched from the ceiling with rope but made some improvement. i amde the rope go through the ceiling hook and tied it at the shelf nearby so that it acts like a pulley and can be adjusted to height and i also tied her boobs so that they we were like two red baloons on teh verge of blasting, she was already in excruciating pain. i ignored her moans n adjusted her ropes to make it high enough allow.