He’d left an envelope prominently located on the tool bench, and knew that shortly he’d be hearing the garage door close as he’d directed, hidin... her car from view and rendering her at his mercy and disposal until Friday morning. The door closed, and his smile grew as he set the alarm codes that locked the house down. She was his, whether she would soon realise it or not. He opened the door, waiting a few moments after her timid knock, just to build her anticipation and trepidation. As he’d. :)Also, don't copy this and say it's yours. You wouldn't like what would happen. Enjoy! He is prying me apart, the hot, slick folds of my cunt making it hard on his fingers, my clit hardening so rapidly that it hurts. I’m suspended in midair, each limb held taut by an elaborate contraption of bungee chord, pulleys, levers, and other more arcane measures. Perhaps three feet or more from the tatami matted floor, suspended in the air and moving at the slightest contact or provocation. Twin clips. I pulled the spread over us as I felt a slight quiver in her body from the air and she thanked me. As I lay looking for comparisons to Sue, I could find none other than her soft voice. That was because she was lying here with me in these surroundings. Normally during the day, her voice was confident, concise and candid as we discussed business. Other than that, there were no similarities with Sue. However, in many ways she was as beautiful.We made love again before I returned to my room. I felt. Till they found there way to my mom stunning stocking feet. I gently rubbing them. And they felt amazingly soft. “Yes mommy. Pliz give me a footjob with your pretty stockings toes. Mmmmm” Her nylon foot started rubbing my tiny dick on the outside of my red pantyhose. And i couldn't believe that my mom was rubbing her nylon feet on my dick. It got hard but didn't grew very much. Mmmm i stretched my pantyhose legs and arched my feet. My mom started touching my feet with her hands. “Mmmm you like.