I actually broke out in a sweat and found my muscles locking up before I could even begin to bring my hand up. The experience so unnerved me that I sa... in the church parking lot for an hour before I felt comfortable climbing on the Honda and heading for home.Dad had been meeting with his supervisors at the state for the past few months in an effort to change the nature of his job. He wanted to get out of the woods and on the job sites, with the intention of meeting even more of the skilled men. He doesn't let up until my vision starts to darken, my arms and legs struggling against the restraints as I try desperately to get some air."Time for a break bitch" Jon says as he fixes my ball gag back in place, grabs the leg spreader bar and drags me across the floor over to the bed. He lifts me up onto the bed, puts me on all fours and fixes my wrist cuffs to the leg spreader, putting my arms under me between my legs so my ass is stuck up in the air.he rumages around a little behind me, then. You push me back and start soaping me up, running soapy wet hands over my shoulders down my arms, back up over my chest lightly pinching my nipples a little. They keep moving over my body while you kiss me, seemingly random. Over my hips, down my legs, you get all the way down to my feet. My hard cock is level with your face, a fact that you don’t fail to notice. Your hands become stationary holding on to my ankles. You look up at me with a mischievous look dancing in your eyes and a sexy grin. ”She managed not to laugh out loud, but couldn’t keep a smile off her face.“Even like that ... naked?” she whined.“Your mother feels it’s time you learned about men, and that since we’re so close and all, I’m the logical man to show you. She hopes you won’t be scared, that way.” He strode over to her and stood, his boner pointing right at her. “You’re not scared ... are you, Baby? I know you’re not scared of Uncle Bob.”“I’m not scared,” she said, her voice still high. “But isn’t Brewster gonna.