He did.“Drive over behind that grove of trees and kill the lights!” she said, pointing off to the side of the road, “Before they come over this ...ise.”They sat in silence for several minutes before Tanya spoke again.“It’s been over two minutes,” she said quietly. “They should have passed us by now.”“Maybe they turned off,” Frank suggested.“Where?” Tanya asked. “Did you see any roads back there?”“No,” Frank admitted. But that didn’t mean there weren’t any. There were dozens of dirt roads leading. Looking at her breast she smiled. Who needs a bra when you have rope?Within a few minutes, her other breast was tied the same way, both standing out loud and proud from her chest. Until she finally got home, these ropes would be staying on.The next rope was a little thicker, and longer. She wrapped it around her waist and tied a good knot in it, making sure it would not slide down over her hips. The loose end of the rope dangled down in front of her, and with practised fingers she began tying. From the moment Jill entered the bathroom, they had been able to observe her every movement! Now, their eyes widened as they watched the young artist engaged in self-love play, her hands now caressing her firm, molded thighs and the soft dark triangle between them, holding the pink puff against her pubic mound as an adornment and smiling at her reflection in the mirror. How many times before had she taken her paint brush and parted the puffy lips of her cunt with the wooden tip, sliding it down. She smiled a wicked smile as she bent over to display her small tits and perky nipples to our customers as she served them drinks. All three of them made a small fortune in tips that weekend.I left town for a few weeks and when I got back I was anxious to see how things were going. Well my jaws dropped to the floor when I Susan parading around the bar in a thong bikini and the skimpiest bikini top I have ever seen. You could see the crevice of her young pussy through the cloth of her thong. On.