She did so eagerly, and when he arrived at the bed with a selection of restraints, he found her already wet, and growing wetter.He started by tying he... wrists and ankles to the bedposts, leaving her spreadeagled and helpless. He slipped a gag into her mouth, and a blindfold over her eyes, then began stroking her body with light touches by various materials. He brushed her nipples with silk scarves, stroked her thighs with a feather, then her ears, before switching to his fingers for a quick. " Ok," Mike looked at me. "Ok, you can sit on my lap." Mike, it's a five hour drive to your college," his father said."I know, but mom doesn't weigh much. What do you say, mom. Would you mind sitting on my lap?"'Ok, I'll sit on your lap. But if it gets too uncomfortable I want to stop at a rest stop." I said looking at Steve my husband. He agreed. "Ok, let's get our showers so we can get on the road."My shower didn't take long. Since I would be sitting on my sons lap for five hours, I wanted to. He handed me a card and then offered the flowers to Lissa and Melody. “Ladies, may I leave these in your care. It may not have been your voice, but it was surely your beauty.” With that, he hurried away down the hall.We intended to use every second of the night together. Lissa had bought a bottle of bubbly in the hotel gift shop and we ordered a pizza and ate in our room.Our room. Not in all the time I’d been in Chicago had I considered it Allie’s and my room. This was always intended to be our. In addition, you will have one more task." And what would that be?" I asked, my nervousness returning."You will have to tell the story of the dinner where I told Dad about Master, the wedding, and what has happened to you since, both with Dad and with Amy," she informed me. "Since your pussy is not your own, you won't be required to shave it. But you will have to prove that you aren't wearing panties when I tell you to." Oh my god!" I exclaimed. "Who is going to be there that I have to spill my.