I can feel how more turned on your are because my throat feels fuller. you pulled me up and pushed me down onto the couch. you told me to lift my legs...up over my head and put my ass up and let hang over the arm rest. you shove you cock into my sopping wet pussy and fuck me furiously. you even bend over and make out with me; grab my hair, kiss my mouth, play with my tongue, slap my face, then repeat. you wrap your hands around my neck and look at me; you love staring at my me while youre fucking. Carmen's dark hair was streaked and her eyes bright and golden. She leaned against the doorframe giving me a sexy grin, crossing her arms beneath her bosom to press her boobs up and together for me. She was dressed in her usual brief attire and flirtatiously gave me a long peek down the front of her blouse as she backed up to let me in. I observed that she had a very nice rack packed into her compact bod.I got situated on the couch and started to unpack my books. Carmen came around and sat down. She had perched herself on the sideboard, swinging hershapely, black-nylon legs and holding her devilish crop. It was now unthinkablenot to instantly obey any command from her and I made the effort to start crawling.Had I been able to move freely, the crawl would have still been slow and verypainful. But still chained and very restricted with movement, I found I simplycouldn't obey her. The chain by now had cut so much into the flesh of my elbowsand ankles mere movement was torture. My pain in. With the baggy smock she always wore, Larry could not tell much about her figure.Lately he had began to have fantasies about her. He sometimes imagined himself fucking her or having her blow him.He began to speculate about what her ass would look like naked or whether she had any tits. He imagined two small cones and a little girlish butt, rather like a teenager's.Something about Asian women he thought. All shy and compliant and willing to please, at least in his fantasies they were and that.