I thought I knew what to expect, another night of rough face fucking and having him edge him self in my ass only to stop and feed me his cock down my ...hroat but I was wrong. He started by binding my wrists to the feet of the stool, then came my knees drawn back and tied into place and spread wide, next my ankles tied to my thighs to hold them from swinging and finally a band that held my head down and pinned against the foot stool. I was blindfolded and tied completely open. “we’ll see how. When we stayed the night at each other's houses we jacked off in same room with lights off. While I was jacking off I was dreaming about sucking his Dick. Well one night when I was barely 15 and he was almost 16 he stayed the night with me. I finally had made up my mind and I was going to ask him tonight. I was nervous but here goes nothing. I told him I had something to ask him and it might freak you out. So you have to promise not to tell anyone else about this whether you say yes or no. He. That wouldn't make us rich, exactly, but it was plenty for me. He agreed that I had a point.I have a weakness, I admit it. Every time I go into a town with a gunsmith, I just have to stop and look over the wares. I almost never buy anything except ammunition, but I do like to talk to the gunsmith to hear what are the latest developments in a critical tool of my trade.The gunsmith in Amarillo was a revelation! He showed me a couple of items new to me: the Winchester 1873 model in .44-40 caliber. Maybe I shouldn't do this... What if someone comes home?She sighed and dried everything off. In two minds, she trudged from the bathroom back to her bedroom. Passing the front door, she stopped for a moment, staring at the lock.Should I? God. Do I have the nerve?She bit her lip and reached up to engage the double lock. Click!I'll say I didn't realise I'd done it. It was a lame excuse, but it'd work. With a huge smile, she laughed out loud and bounded to her bedroom.I must be nuts!Stripping off.