I was slam against a metal table behind me and a minute later an then my pants and panties were pull down. “Drew I need you to whip her into shape ...his one bad girl” the tall guy says that when a felt a whip hit against my ass “ow” I scream in pain. I was whip on my ass a couple of times then my hands where untie an my hands was tied up real fast and I was slam against the metal table “you better spread your legs” I try to spread my legs when I didn't spread them open in time a this long. By then, however, her powerful arms had yanked my wrists behind my back and locked them expertly together in a pair of cold handcuffs.I tried to run for the phone. but I stumbled over her foot and fell onto the expensive Turkish rug. Her laughter was merciless. When I looked up at her, I found myself at the knees of an Amazon goddess.She was almost six feet tall, with long legs up to her armpits and a tangled mane of wild blonde-brown hair that tumbled down to the small of her back. She was. She had never thought about it like that before. His letters were so romantic and explicitly erotic and it touched her heart and excited her like no other erotic and romantic story ever told. The act of writing encourages people to present a more profound and sincere picture of their true self. It is often easier to describe your heart in writing while you are alone than it is when you are talking about your feelings in front of another person. Indeed, self-disclosure in the initial stages of. Aunties feet were still on my lap and she began move them. Suddenly with the heel of her foot she began rub my trousers where my cock was. It was nice, she continued doing it and my dick began to erect. And now there was a big bulge in my pants. She continued doing this for some time.She then looked at me and asked me if I liked it. I replied saying it’s great. Aunty continued doing this, she then with her toes placed it in between my jeans button, she couldn’t take it off, by now my mind was.