I was shocked to see the blonde hair of who I thought was my wife but it was not her, it was my mother in law. The two of them looked very similar in ...ppearance. I was once told if you want to know what your wife will looked like in 20 years look at her mother, I was blessed.When I had regained my breath I asked what she was doing and she said “Something that I had always wanted to do” She smiled at me and winked at the same time. I am 27 years old and my mother in law looks like my wife’s. He went to Shelby’s room for a couple minutes and came back with two pairs of fuzzy handcuffs, what looked like shoe laces, and a 12” long dildo. Rifling through their clothes and belongings he pulled out both their phones and their drivers licenses. He carefully took pictures of their IDs, then their passed out faces, and then their cunts. He left the bottle in Shelby for the photo. Putting the IDs away he used their hands to unlock their phones. Sara couldn’t really tell what he was doing but. Her problems were significant enough but not that difficult to sort out. After the initial discussion I did most of the talking with occasional questions to her. Otherwise she made brief comments expressing understanding but was fairly quiet. Eventually she said softly that she really liked my voice and that she found it (pleasant? comforting? soothing...?). I said something like "thanks" and paused being unable to think of anything else to say. Then I heard her sharply take in breath, and. I tried to nod the best I could without making the pain in my face from the bark any worse. With that response he removed his hand from my mouth and I took a deep well needed breath, fighting the urge to scream for help. I could hear the sound of his jeans zip being undone which made the seconds pass so slowly in fearful yet exciting anticipation. He used his feet to kick my ankles out so that my leg were spread apart, enabling him to position himself between them. Using his free hand, he moved.