Ashley was a 19-year-old redhead living on her own while attending college. She was a rather plain girl with only the subtlest curves and that depress...d her. She would pray every night to the gods of sex for a stunning body that would stop a man dead in his tracks, and tonight that was exactly what she was going to getBody:Lying in bed with a few candles burning brightly around her, Ashley worked her hands over her light pink baby tee. With such a petite frame small clothes were no problem for. It is a bondage of the mind, all you have to do is let go and you will be free, but do you want to be or do you want to play this out? This might be harder then actually being bound as it is by your own choice that you are restrained.So lost in these thoughts that you gasp loudly as you suddenly feel my lips around a hard nipple. Sucking it deep into my mouth as my tongue flicks across the hard tip. You moan as you feel a hand on your other breast massaging it deeply as I suckle on your sweet. “Yeah, right,” she snorted. Bridget just smiled at her. “Did he really?” she asked when she brought our food.The girls all assured her that not only did I pay for it, I only told them which make and model and let them choose the specific car they wanted. “Jeez, my old boyfriend didn’t even get me a card for my birthday,” she complained.“Note to self, get a list of the girls’ birthdays,” I thought.Since tomorrow was a school day, we were home by 7:00. We made a quick stop by the Taylor home so. "Get inside!" I hissed in my haste to close the door."He he he he." Craig drunkenly wheezed as I slammed the door shut. "Told you; didn't I?" The arrogant sod giggled and nudged his friend. 'She's as sexy as fuck and will do anything I ask."He then shook my tits and slapped my arse, "You're fucking gagging for my cock aren't you babe?" I glared at him but did nothing to stop him when he pushed his hand between my legs and pressed a finger against my pussy to test how wet I was. "She's fucking.