There was no way of mistaking it she looked like she had been fucked, hair slightly a mess, glowing but tired out. I couldn’t help thinking about he... standing their hopefully dripping cum into her knickers!!! She walks over to me kissed me and says you know I love you? Of course I do I replied and then she went off to sit down. I follow her into the living room just thinking about what had happened and I was throbbing. We sat on the sofa and we started kissing and getting a bit frisky. To my. It was a warm day and the windows were open, people walking around, she cleaned around the house the usual Saturday stuff, then decided to clean our picture window out front since it was so warm out ,people walking all over and bikes, but, she was outside with a pail of warm soapy water, she bent over a lot at the waist with her ass up and knees together, for me and others who looked, she had gotten herself wet and the view , well her nipples poking out and so hard, she hurried and came back. First, I would schedule a hair appointment sometime this week and get back to the platinum blond I was back home. Second, I was going to go watch the Redskins game today - alone if I had to. With those decisions made, I returned my focus to showering. My 5’6” body was nicely tanned except for my tits which were white in the area covered by my bikinis. My soapy hands rubbed my 36C breasts. The same breasts Kevin christened with his cum three weeks ago. Then my hands moved down to my vagina,. Our tongues dance together as we share a moment of passion. You lean back and I sense that the ropes around my ankles untied from the bedpost. Am I to be freed, I wonder? But no, I find that I am still secured by your restraints. I have been given only enough rope to spread my things, and allow you access to my soaking pussy. Your fingers delve into my most secret regions, first one and then more. I squirm and wriggle about, but, in the end, I am forced to accept the overwhelming feelings of.