I move to your front and take each hand in turn clasping a soft hand cuff to each and reaching out handcuff you over the edge of the table to each leg...Your arms are outstretched now, but not uncomfortable, still lying flat on your stomach over the table.I move to your rear and entice your legs wide - as wide as they will go. Again soft handcuffing your ankles to a leg of the table.I have you now bent over the table, arms and legs spreadeagled, looking as desirable as any woman could possibly. Besides, she had never really disagreed whenever I wanted her to wear revealing clothes. Second, and more important, was an element of greed in her. She is the sort of woman who loves making money. Although I earn enough for us to lead a comfortable life she still wants more and always complains that her job doesn’t pay enough. The amount Ejaz mentioned was almost twice her salary as a school teacher. To cut it short, I raised the subject very casually over dinner that night, acting as if I. " Such a pretty clutch to guide you by." Marilyn's fingers tightened at the crown. "Now under my skirts you go." Marilyn pulled on the hair, pulling Maria's head down toward her hem. "Use your tongue, my girl; make love to my legs."Maria slipped under the folds, Marilyn's wrist lifting the tent flap as she bent to her task. Her head moved from calf to calf as the hand in her curls directed, kissing and washing the smooth warm skin. Slowly she lapped upwards, reaching Marilyn's knees after what. Her tight, taut ass was something to behold. The boys had started coming around then, hanging around Lynn's locker, asking her out, trying to pry her away from Todd. To Lynn's credit, she had stayed loyal, remembering when none of the boys would even give her a second glance. Remembering that Todd had loved her when she looked just OK...and she loved him. Todd loved her. And I loved her.My head swivelled back to stare at the opposing noseguard, and as I called out the count, I remembered...June.