The chains clinked as I pulled them up and clipped each ankle into place. Her legs were spread enough that shehad no chance of closing her legs. I tur...ed and ran my hands over her legs, admiring the soft skin, the lightmuscle tone. I kissed her knees and the insides of herthighs. She squirmed but did not wake up. I pushed thepanties aside and pressed my face into her pussy. Softdowny golden hair was carefully trimmed there and ittickled my nose as I smelled the natural musk of her sex.I. She always found it amazing that Keely had spent the last few months utterly swamped between two jobs. ‘You should know by now that any summer conference I attend is most likely going to be to further my massage therapy experience,’ Keely stated before taking more sips of her coffee. Darbie thought back to two years ago when Keely had first started massage therapy school. Everyone thought it was insane that she was even attempting to go to school part-time while also teaching full-time science. This was naturally where the first trouble kicked off, because just as inevitably, there was a fly in the ointment. That fly came from an unexpected source, a new filing clerk from Sweden named Annbrith Lundborg, who took an intense and instant dislike to Bertram and his concubines, or so it seemed right then. He wasn't sure what that was about, but the previous friendliness that had made him hope that they would get along was replaced by a distinct hostility and chill in her voice and facial. “I know big boy, of course I won’t be naked in front of you. Just relax. “ She wore a two part swim suit under her bikini, the bra was thin and most of her big boobs jogged out bottom just covered her private. It was thin too; it was clearly that there was no hair. “Don’t you think, that is too much. “ “Then just don’t look, what is the wrong with you people, what a damn fucking day ” “Ok, I’m sorry, we just want you to relax “ We are an open family; I used to see my family members wearing.