As we entered his bedroom, he quickly got the clothes off me. I felt it like electric shocks when he touched my body.But he avoided touching my breast... and I still had panties on.He held my arms firmly over my head. We kissed deeply and wonderfully. I only wanted him to take me.I tie you to my bed, you must be mine, mine to use, he says.I didn't think at all, and say yes, drunk as I was by alcohol and his caresses.I am only feeling him penetrate me, deep and hard.He ties my arms to the bed.. I needed it!Fitz pulled me onto my back and straddled me, pulling my bra off. He leaned over and kissed me harshly, our tongues slipping in and out of each other's mouths. I moved my hands up to his head, running my fingers through his hair, holding his head in place, relishing our kisses.Fitz then started to trails kisses down my neck and over my chest until he came to my breast. He kissed around my nipple and then ran his tongue over it before taking it in his mouth to suck and bite on it. As. " And with that Sam left giving a flirty wink to the boys that had been drooling over her since we had walked in. Samantha was perfect, men waited in line just to take a picture of her! She had long straight red hair that smelled like honey. She was roughly 5'4, when she wasn't in heels, and had the darkest brown eyes Grace had ever seen. And damn did that girl have boobs! Grace had never asked Sam what bra size she wore but could only guess she had to be at least a D.Grace sighed and started. But all that didn't matter. Founder's Day wasn't really about the actual history of the town, though it was brought up and talked about each year. What Founder's Day was, was a reason to have a party, and there were far too few reasons for that around.So everybody within fifty miles got excited about Founder's Day in Beaverton. There was a huge cookout all day Saturday. Each family brought what they could offer to load down the temporary tables made of saw horses bridged by planks. Children had.