The dog looked at him, and wagged its tail. "Go ahead, boy," Mark said. "You can have it."In a matter of seconds, the bowl full of food evaporated. Th...t dog was hungry, and Mark realized that it might be the best meal he'd had in a long time. "You can stay here if you like," he told the dog. "I've got to go in for supper."Jackie had dinner on the table when Mark got back in the house. It wasn't that much of a dinner; they were consciously trying to hold down on what they ate, reminiscing about. It is too late, for he is well able to controlher captured leg, and that weakens her other leg so that the kicks are ineffectual.There is nothing to anchor her twists and thrusts against. This changes whenhe ties the silk scarf around the corner post of the bed, but by then of coursethere is nothing she can do to stop him taking hold of her other ankle, andshe is no match for his grip. Far more easily than her right, her left legis tied wide. She is laid back and her legs obscenely spread,. He pulled away at first but as I wrapped my slender fingers around his shaft he moaned and lent forward to meet my lips. We kissed softly as my hand gently pumped and massaged his cock. My pussy was contracting involuntarily at every position I moved. Even shifting the position of my legs as I kissed him was just giving it a little quiver causing it to get wetter and wetter. There was no embarrassment or awkwardness we both wanted this so much. He slipped his hands up my top to rub my breasts. That night, I slept alone, and I have to admit that I did miss Susan's company, but I also have to admit that my cock did need the rest. It was still a little sore from all that rubbing. That night, I slept like I was completely sated, though I really didn't know what that was at the time. I slept so soundly that it would have taken a dynamite explosion's worth of good news to wake me, but I would have been instantly alert at the merest hint of bad tidings.The next day was taken up with some.