As I finished it, I saw Jay’s car pull in. I didn’t expect to really see him, and that made me a bit sad, because I missed our playful tickling ma...ches. He had slowly distanced himself, and mostly quit tickling and messing with me after I blossomed from a gangly kid into a young woman. He had accidentally grabbed a handful of tit as we were playing one afternoon, and after an awkward apology had retreated to his room. That was the last time we had enjoyed our playful romps and I had missed them. So there I was, a fifteen-year-old badly in need of a pussy when I realized that there was one living with me, my luscious sister, the junior prom queen and all around pain-in-the-butt. She had boys on a string, dozens of them, but as far as I knew she had never really hooked up with any of them, just fooled around and spent their money.Anyhow, this Saturday morning, after the folks left to go shopping and I satisfied my morning woody, I crossed the hall and opened her door. She was lying on. " "No, for David surrendering power is a big part of the thrill. Amy and Mel helped me understand that. Paul did too." "But why?" "Why is irrelevant. It just is." "But..." "Maureen do you think it might be fun to be blindfolded and tied to a bed during sex?" "Yes, but I think lots of women have that fantasy." Maureen paused. After a moment she smiled and said, "Okay, I get it, but I'm still not sure I really understand it." "I don't think you have to understand it. You just have to accept the. ” Her hands moved automatically. Elizabeth felt like she was ina dream, unbuttoning her shorts, slipping them around her ass and downher legs. There was a wet spot on the crotch of the shorts. Shedidn’t have any panties on underneath. Dominic still held out the phone. “Take this,” he ordered. Elizabeth took it, unable to look him in the eyes. “Spread your legs.” It was humiliating. Elizabeth obeyed, parting her thighs.Moisture gleamed on her sex, matted her.