And my that, I mean my mom. She spoke, while dad stood next to her nodding seriously. “Be careful, have fun. Don’t drink too much. Know your limit...and above all DO NOT DRIVE.” Having heard this all before, my sister and I managed semi-disinterested nods of agreement, if only to placate them. Jocelyn and I got ready, then walked over together, meeting Ash on the lawn before we went in and to the backyard of the house. Music was blaring and there were throngs of people dancing and in various. There was no chance of her twisting out. Mina made her sit with her back against the trunk, tied her hands together behind it and then she wrapped fifty feet of rope around her torso and the tree. The only way she was getting out was if someone untied her. Or she starved to death. And considering the road she was tied next to, either scenario were just as likely.Not surprisingly, no one passed by that day, and to add to Em's bad luck, which is the only kind she ever had, it rained all night. At. I told her to open her mouth a little wider & stroke my penis with her lips. Now she was doing it fine. I grabbed her hairs & stroked her head with her sucking my penis. I lifted her with her hands around my neck & legs around my back & inserted my penis in her wet vagina. I started pumping her then we fell on floor & I kept fucking her I could feel her pussy heat on my penis & her nails on my back. She was kissing me on my head lips & chest I was enjoying her body. Then her pussy started. Tongues meet in the dance of the ages and words are spoken without voices. Bodies arching one to the other, so you can feel the rise of her chest with every breath. Clothes whisper against the floor as trembling fingers strip them from heated flesh. Soft moans and whimpers of need swirl in the air. Her fingers greedily roam over the planes of your body, memorizing the feel of your skin and the subtle play of muscles. The womanly curves of her body fill your hands as you pull her closer. A quiet.