He said. She lay back so her head was laying on the pillow, and she held her wrists out to him. He clicked the cuffs until they were comfortable on he.... Then he fussed over making them stay on the bed slats. He made them as small as he could, and then leaned back to admire his prisoner. He leaned over, and carefully slid his pants down. He quickly took his shirt off, and she admired his six-pack. Then, he crawled up on the bed and scooted between her legs. Nate saw that Rose was already. .maine jaise hi skirt ke side button ko kholt o woh boli …aap mujh epoora nanga karoge kya…maine kaha nahin…samjhaaooonga ki ab kya kya ho raha hai…maine us se poochha…ki jaanghon ke beech mein kaisa lag raha hai…to woh boli..garam lag raha hai…aur shaayad geela bhi…maine rajaai hata kar dikhaaya ki mere shorts keOopar lund ke munh par geel spot bana hua thha…aine kaha ..dekho main bhi geela ho raha hoon…woh pahle to dekhne lagi fir chaunk kar boli..par yeh kya hai…maine kaha ise english mein. "Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod," Madeline said the words in rapid succession. Her pulse was racing, her breath coming in short gasps. "Shit!"Madeline needed to stop and take stock of her current emotions. What was she feeling?Jealousy, to be sure. A tiny amount of rage, too. She questioned herself, why? "I planned for all of this to happen," she told herself. "This is all my doing. Why am I upset?" Because," Madeline answered her own question,"You just watched your fucking husband untie another. I guessed her to be about 40 or so and the look in her eyes told me she wasn't even thinking about stopping.I pulled my finger from her juicy hole and rubbed her cunt juices on her breasts that were now both fully exposed. By now, her hips were humping the air, so I brought my fingers back and put them in again, my middle finger massaging her G-spot and my thumb again on her clit. " Oh shit, oh shit," she cried out, her hips bucking wildly and her juices now covering my hand.The orgasm made her.