Her life given over to serving whomever owns her. Currently she whimpers in the dark, one knee aching, her mouth stretched and plugged, and her body b...und tight in ropes. A prized new toy purchased for the pleasure of a happily married couple.While she hears the snores and breathing of her new owners behind her, she remains trapped at the foot of their matrimonial bed. Awake for hours, a constant aggravating vibration, applied to her most intimate parts, is keeping her in a state of unrelenting. Stumbling around yet again at 3 in the morning and rubbing my gritty eyes, I came past the TV room – really, a home cinema. The door was open a crack, painting the corridor with pale bluish light.Through the gap, I could hear soft noises.Immediately recognizable, unmistakable soft noises.I held by breath and froze mid-step, irrationally convinced that I would be heard and caught eavesdropping if I caused another sound. My suddenly racing heart pumped my blood so hard through my head it sang in. She sat with her back to the tree and I was sitting in her lap with our eyes locked in each other.We were very happy and it was emotionally a very content moment. I hugged her very tightly from her waist and slid my hand inside hand inside her top to feel her waist and belly button and tickled there her a little to which she responded in a very soft moan and I understood that for the first time instead of feeling ticklish, she is feeling aroused by it. I continued that for some time and she. ”Go on, Jawad. Grab them,” she encouraged.My mouth watering at their proximity, I reached forward, anticipating how the bare flesh would feel against my palms and fingers. When I finally made contact with them, it was as if a mental barrier had been removed. The dam had been opened, and the water had been released. I suddenly felt her warm, soft breasts against my hands, and I felt like I just set foot on an uncharted island. I studied the texture with my hands, feeling her goose bumps against.