”She stared at his wide shoulders and back. She tried to stabilize her shaking leg and strained at the ropes keeping her bound wrists high overhead....Hours in these skin chaffing ropes, contorted and strung up for his pleasure, for his entertainment, was taking its toll on her forty-five year old body.She could feel a wobble in her left leg that travelled up into her torso. Any collapsing of that foot, any shift in its position, aggravated the immense discomfort in her left breast. Her nipple. It seems that dad is good for one erection a day if she is lucky, but never two. I had news for mom I could get it up as least five or six times a day. After all I am a typical sixteen-year-old boy and at thirty-six mom can sure get me excited.I rolled mom over onto her back and then turned around to face her. She smiled up at me and then opened her legs to offer me her body. Ace had made herself my virgin sacrifice yesterday and mom sure wasn’t any virgin but to me it was just the same. I was. He saw a beautiful blonde, standing just undersix feet tall, with perfect B cup breasts staring back athim. It was difficult to walk in heels at first, but hereally enjoyed the way it made his rear stick out and hisbottom sway as he walked. Diana walked back into thebedroom and started rummaging around in her drawers lookingfor something while Steve was admiring his new self in themirror. When he went to turn back around, he saw a blindingflash. When he could see again, he saw Diana standing. Quietly she closed the door then took of her shoes. Silently she tiptoed along the hall and entered her bedroom. She took of her coat and laid it on the bed. Then she pulled up her skirt and took off her knickers. They were soaking. She held them up to her face. They reeked of sex.She bunched them in her hand and pulling her skirt and slip up, she spread her feet wide apart, bent her knees and in a semi-squat, towelled her vagina and her bush vigorously with the knickers. Going to her dressing.