”“So it’s fine that I didn’t intervene?”“I would have been ashamed if you had, my dear.”“Okay. Well, um …. One more thing. While I...was….tied up …. He did finish his task….on my face. Not IN my mouth or anything but … he shot onto my face and …wiped himself clean on my cheek before cleaning up and getting back to making dinner.” I sat back to read Kyle’s reaction. I hoped I hadn’t done something wrong.“And what did you do?” Was I being interrogated?“Nothing. I … I didn’t know what to do. . .. as close as the waist rope as possible.....I did....He was panting more... my head was spinning.....He wanted to see... I slowly tip toed in a circle... He told me I was a good gurl.He told me to slowly kneel down.... I whimpered... knowing everything would tighten up... He told me to be a good gurl....I started to lower myself.... I could feel the rope tightening around my crotch... the plastic and rope pressing on my cock.... tightening around my waist.... I whimpered... mumbling something. His stories were good and the highlight of him was he advertised himself only for oral and foreplay.. It met my requirement 100 %. I can be safe and at the same time, it clearly conveys to me that this guy is harmless for having a relationship.. Thank you ISS for giving me his introduction..The puzzle started in my mind as to how to contact him…I took note of his yahoo messenger id “caringkishore (or) ” and his gmail id which is Dropped a few off liners and waited for a response.Promptly,. Of course, Beth is open about it all; Brad has to get his head straight a little. But he digs her; you can tell." Who wouldn't?" Eddie asked. "I guess one thing Brad has to get used to is having somebody else in the room when he screws."Linda shrugged. "I talked to him about that, too. He's edgy about it, but once he starts screwing Aunt Beth, he'll forget we're around. Until we all start mixing, that is; then I'll make him remember." Here they come," Eddie said, watching his aunt and uncle.