“Can I ask a big favour ... can I borrow your bed for a couple of hours ... I need to get some sleep and I’m afraid that I’m going to get visito...s during the day today” he pleaded.“Sure ... I’m going out for a while so you’ll have the room to yourself for a few hours” Grace responded.When Grace returned she found Toby still asleep on her bed dressed in just his boxer shorts which did little to disguise the large lump in them. He had a partial erection courtesy of his current dream. She watched. Her fingers were tiny, with short, painted nails. ‘Ooo, nice.’ she said, stroking the buckle. ‘Are these leather pants?’ ‘Yes.’ I said. ‘But I think they’re too tight on me.’ Mindy shook her head. ‘Nu-uh. They look great.’ ‘So.’ said Terry, laughing. ‘You guys going out? Mindy dropped her hand away from my buckle and said, ‘I swear I am just kidding you guys! God!’ ‘Oh she so loves you!’ laughed Lisa. ‘That’s it!’ said Mindy, snorting, ‘You guys are so lame! I am moving back to Chicago! I hate. He could see the faint outline of her bra straps on her shoulders and and back. Dark brown slacks tight enough to show a nice butt that had just enough wiggle to make him start to harden."Huh, no pantylines." he thought.Into the bookstore she went. He followed, he slipped close to her. Close enough to smell herbal scent coming off her hair. He looked at her face, a few wrinkles around her pale blue eyes but a pretty bitch none the less. She looked at him, faintly smiled and slipped by passed,. The nipple throbbed and pulsed in time to the waves of ecstasy rippling through her pussy; as the sensation reached its peak and she thought she could go no higher, he released the clamp on the right nipple, sending her spiraling through another series of uncontrollable spasms.Her body was almost doubled up, hanging by her arms from the restraints, her breathing ragged. He could smell her juices as they puddled in the strap, and ran over the sides and down her legs. He pushed the strap against.