I help you roll onto your stomach now, keeping my hands on your body as much as I can. Again, I spread your arms and legs out and apply lotion onto y...ur skin. I rub up both arms over your shoulders and down your back until I get to the top of your ass. You arch instinctively but I make you wait as I jump down to your feet and work my way up to your inner thighs yet again. This time I focus on your butt cheeks, squeezing them hard but slowly. You moan as I rub lotion all over your tight. I glanced around to see if anyone could be watching but it was raining so hard I couldn't even see the cars in the parking lot. She latterly fucked me until she was satisfied and then stood up, grabbed her towel and wrapped it around her body covering her tits. She then took her bikini bottom and slung it over her shoulder as I stood up and pulled my trunks up over my spent cock. We walked hand in hand to the parking lot to her car. As I looked around, all the car windows were fogged up and I. Nick tied it tight; she felt the tingling in her fingertips. He pulled her arms roughly to the center, holding them there until he tied her to the bed, the fear rising up in Monika when he stopped and moved away, staring down at her. She tugged with her arms, stopped before she could move them, the rope tightening more on her slim wrists. She looked up over her head, her arms pulled tight and bound to the center of the bed. “What are you going to do?” She shivered in fear, but she also felt. She was small and delicate looking—she seemed and moved like fine crystal, ready to break at a moment’s notice. She was dark haired and trim figured and tiny boned. And she was frenetic—a chain smoker and her eyes were always darting about. Those who didn’t know her, though, would not have appreciated that little was lost to those eyes or that she had considerable talent in conveying the essence of everything her eyes saw to an adoring fan base of readers. She also was a coquette. While they.