She had started moaning by then. As I moved to her flat belly and kissed on her belly button she shivered and started calling my name in erotic way.I ...oved further down and started licking her pussy. Wow, she was quite tight highly sensitive. When I was sucking her pussy lips she started sobbing. She asked me to come in 69 as she wanted to feel my cock. I tuned into 69 position and lay on the floor with her in top. We were sucking for some time and ready for the act. We got into missionary. I held open the door and he came in. I hadn't really noticed in the past, but he was quite tall and well-built, and very swarthy. There was a certain no-nonsense look about the guy, and any vague thoughts I'd had overnight about intimidating him into silence over the incident quickly faded. Besides, he seemed very friendly."Would you like a beer?" I said. "I was just going to watch the football." Sure, if you don't mind" he said.I fetched a couple of beers, and we sat down in the lounge with. Not surprisingly, nothing had been done. Evan noted this in his journal. Now what to do? Try the suggestion thing again? Maybe elevate it to a request. Yes, that seemed to be the best way to go; this time it will be a request. Surely she couldn't ignore a simple request from her own baby boy, now could she?He found her in the family room still watching TV. He wondered if she had even moved. It didn't look like it. Watching her as he had for the last few days, what he saw was really beginning to. I’m out of my mind aren’t I? I’m crazy. What the fuck have I been thinking? Doing!? I should leave… I should go back to my life… Ashley feels suspended in thought. She feels the tug of the restraints against her exhausted ankles and sore wrists. She feels the tight leather of the chastity belt against her asshole and clit. Her emotions are unidentifiable. She has never experienced them before. Go back… to what? Writing resumes? Pretending to be someone I’m clearly not? I want to cum. I want to.