I bring my hands up to stroke up and down the sides of her body. Her arms rise and I quickly remove her obstructive clothing. Her body is warm against...me, soft and delicate. As we press close together, I can feel her nipples growing hard against me.I bring a hand between us to caress her… I can never touch her enough. The touch results in a moan, one that is shared as we kiss and I massage her sensitive skin, it is difficult to tell if it originates from her or I. I can feel her hand reaching. Her mother sure worked fast! ?Yes, Mom.??Mistress,? said Jill as she turned back to the counter where she had been working and fiddled with whatever she was focused on.Faith took a deep breath before responding. ?Yes, Mistress.?She picked up her bag and trudged up to her room. She didn’t even bother unpacking her little duffel. It was obvious now that the outfits she had picked out for the weekend would never be needed. Reluctantly, she peeled off her clothes. She went into the bathroom. The work on her toes was not over as she felt another piece of string cinching her big toes together and pulling them tightly toward her bound wrists crossed between her shoulder blades. Now every little movement pulled at something; a feeling that sent warm, lustful wafts rushing through her.Next the oriental girl felt ropes being tied around her knees. Squirming around, she could see that Jeff was tying the left rope to one of the table legs, but he wasn't drawing it taut. The other knee rope. So I said give me 30-40 minutes to go shower, cool down and sort my ride data out. She said OK. I did all this and told my wife that Tracy wanted me to look at her PC and she could come along, she said she would stay here so out I went with my little case of tools and diagnostic usb/cd’s Yes CD’s as you never know how old somebody else’s PC is. I knock on her door and ask where it is and she jokingly said in bed where she always is meaning her daughter , we chuckled and she said now it’s in the.