As I slid back down to get comfortable and go back to sleep, Ken's arm simultaneously slid back over to its previous position, with his wrist once aga...n wresting directly on my dick. And being fully hard, every bump we hit stimulated me as I could feel him on me. There was no way I was going to be able to sleep, so I faked it. I lay there, my mind racing as I argued within myself over the wrongness of it against the raw pleasure I was enjoying...After just a few minutes I noticed that. The space between my legs gets less as my manhood jumps to attention. Why you might wonder? I realized when my hand moved around looking for the fabric that she wasn’t wearing any panties.“Guilty,” she said. “I was hoping you noticed at your house.” “Well,” I said, “I figured a thong.” She started to kiss me more vigorously and parted her lips. It was the only invitation I needed as my tongue ventured inside of her mouth and met hers and began that beautiful tug-of-war the French were so. I took some photos in that. She was not wearing bra just a blouse kind of thing that I can see her nipples. And a very small skirt which will cover only her pussy area. That was awesome and I took the rope from bag. She was wondering what I am going to do. There was a table I ask her to lay back on the table. I ask her to spread her legs. She did then I hold her legs and tied her legs on back of the legs. Now I put a pillow down her hips and I took the stick and started to pat her like a. That night, I'd absorbed myself in one of my new video games and completely lost track of time. It was after midnight when I turned the Playstation off and went upstairs, going through my usual routine of brushing my teeth and taking a shower. The coast was clear and the lights were out, so I assumed that everyone had gone to sleep.I dried off in the bathroom and then wrapped my damp towel around my waist for the return trip to my bedroom. And then out of habit, I walked in the door and closed.