“aww, I thought you liked the cuffs” she said with a shit eating grin“I struggle to get up but finally did but then fell forward and smacked my ...ead on something as I fell. I lay there seeing stars not quite unconscious but not really with it at the same time. When I the stars disappeared I realised she had cuffed my hands as well. She rolled me over and told me to get up on the sofa. “Fuck off” I snarled.“Suit yourself; I was just trying to make you more comfortable”She stood over me, squatted. “Oh, just my s****r. So … are we good?” “Yes, let’s go.” Halfway to the room is where the nerves returned. She had hold of his hand and visibly slowed her paced. Heart pounding, sweat forming, breath coming short and ragged. He gave her hand a squeeze and a reassuring smile. Once inside the room he wasted no time, he lowered her to the bed, climbing on top, kissing her fully now. Slow, deep kisses, flush on her lips. Bringing his knee up between her thighs, it was his turn to play with her. Maybe I should make up some story where I declare myself HIV positive or something and all the result of picking up a girl in some bar. But actually my true story might work and at least keep his attention long enough for the temptation to go up to her room or for her boyfriend to arrive or something.I took another sip, and turned to Nick and smiled, "My story is returning from a trip like this three years ago, only it was from Belgium and it was in September. I was 33 years old; I had been. .....Go ahead...take it in and milk it nicely.." Hubby was telling me. I caught hold of the stiff young cock and pulled it out of his briefs....... It was much bigger than Hubby's..I enjoyed holding it in my hands.....I knew that it was bobbling up and down in anticipation of tasting a new Pussy...I was getting restless....I stroked it lightly as I always loved playing with hard twitching cock.... I could feel my body being lifted from the sofa and placed on the bed. My hubby was.