And I'd always fantasised about seeing her wet the bed as he continued to push into her.Anyway, I wanted her and I was eaten up by jealousy, and I gue...s it showed. When I thought there was a chance for me, I'd be round Sally all day long: waiting for the chance to get into her pants. Perhaps I used to her arouse her by my constant attention, for then she'd telephone her boyfriend, and he'd give her a good fucking upstairs on the single bed. I'd be as mad as hell. I'd masturbate while looking. I could see she was at least 90% through it and she said that it was not her cup of tea. That night in bed she asked if I never thought about maybe tying her hands to the bed when we made love and I give her my best shocked look then said that I would do it if she wanted to try it. I got a couple old ties and after I tied her hands together then to the head broad I started kissing on the mouth and slowly kissed my way down her body and when I got to her valley between her legs she was going. She was too frightened to talk back. Casey stared at her with his dark eyes wondering if she’d speak then he got up onto his feet and grabbed a towel. His body was beaded with bathwater and Amy noticed that he’d got an erection again. She felt so helpless. He got off on hitting her. “Ten minutes, Amy,” he said, “I’m not even fucking close to kidding, bitch!” He left the room. Making for the bedroom. Amy stood up. Her ribs felt like they’d almost broke with the treatment he’d given her. She. We could clearly see a bulge in his pants. We have been very free with our son and after tease him as to whether he has any girlfriends and does he date. Suddenly I asked my son, ‘Would you like to join the game?’ My wife shouted at me ‘What the hell are you asking him? He is our son. How dare you think that I would share myself with leave aside my son, but with anyone else for this matter?’ Really speaking, I did not have any answer. But I told her; let him have some practical experience. My.