Jab main hoos main aayi to mujhe pata chala to mujhe bahut sharam aane lagi. Maine ushko pass aane ko kaha to wo nahi aaya. Main pagal to ho chuki thi...ushki so main hi nangi uth ker ushko pakdne lagi. Wo room main idher udher bhagne laga.. Per ushne mujhe pagal ker diya tha so main bhi nangi hi ushko pakrne lagi.. Jab ushne feer mujhe aapni bhahon main le ker pyaar kerne laga to main feer se madhos hone lagi…feer thodi deer baad mujhe hoos aaya to maine paya ki ab wo bhi nanga hai… Mujhe tab. I stand there bound and gagged wishing he was there touching me. I struggle at the ropes. I hear him open and close the door to the house. Oh my god he just left. He left me here. How long is he going to be gone? Where is he going? What is he thinking? I hear a lawn mower start up and a few minutes later he goes past the bedroom window. I can hear him stop a couple of times as he passes the window. I lift my feet up from time to time to allow the hardwood floor beneath my feet to cool. I love. It was a weak, unsure moan, but it was there. They were locked together now, and Rose let her body take over. She thrust forward, using the suit connecting them as a surrogate cock to fuck the woman against her shower wall. Every time Rose pushed her hips forward there was a buzzing inside her, egging her to continue. The woman's eyes were rolling back now, all signs of resistance gone, replaced with muffled moans. Rose, feeling this, pulled back from her mouth, and the suit followed, freeing. He kissed his way down my front towards my pubic area, pausing a minute to linger on my navel with his tongue. When he reached my cleanly shaved pubic area, he kissed it thoroughly. Then, he used his tongue to gently and teasingly trace little circles, coming ever and ever closer to the hood above my sensitive little nub. I next felt his weight shift and a finger sliding along my slit. By now, I was quivering and making little murmuring sounds. After only a few strokes along my slit, the finger.