Becca moaned and lay down, her pussy gaping from rough bestiality. Apparently, seeing Becca’s beautiful, bronzed, teen body lying prone on the floor... leaking cum, turned on Peter immensely. His cock grew even more inside Cassie’s teen pussy. He grabbed her by the waist, and shoved in one last time. Realizing he was about to cum, she pulled his naked body against hers, and contracted her pussy muscles. His sticky sperm spewed into her snatch, and flooded her already full womb. Panting, Peter. You subtly test the ties, and realise you could slip the bonds any time with a little effort. But that isn’t the game. The restraint is mental, not physical, a challenge to you to submit. My hands start massaging you again, firm on your shoulders and neck. They run up onto your head, and my fingertips massage your scalp. You let out a sigh as the tension evaporates form your body. My fingers work down your head, back to your neck, then down, over your shoulders and onto your breasts. Just. She was there with some pretty boy hanging on her arm. She even had a wedding ring on, the bitch! Like anyone in their right mind would marry that skank!?Hey, who let you in here!? I demanded, walking up to her. I was feeling extremely mellow by then.?Oh my god! It’s Cynthia Swallows!? she replied without missing a beat, repeating that awful nickname that she’d made up for me in tenth grade.?Hey, fuck you!? I almost shouted, shoving her on her shoulder. ?Who invited you anyway???Uh, the reunion. They were…or are, or whatever, relatives of mine. I’m not even sure I’d know them if I saw them, but I found something in my parent’s junk that mentioned the old place here on Yancy Road. I found myself fairly close, so decided to see if I could find them.’ ‘You said your parent’s junk?’ ‘Right, they died in a car crash a couple of years ago.’ ‘Well sorry to hear that. Finish with what you’re doin’ and come to the house. I’ll take a short spell from what I’m doin’ and we can sit on the porch.