I struggled in vain, strained in a frenzy as she patiently waited for me to become exhausted. At length she got up off me, and dragged me by the link ...hain towards the stairs that led down to her basement. "Stop it! Let me go. You've gone far enough with this!" By this time she had half carried me, half dragged me, bumpety-bump down the stairs and to the center of a carpeted room. Here she unlocked the link connecting the ankle and wrist cuffs."Careful, darling, don't get too excited... this. I reached for her hand which she left on her thick thigh.As I rubbed her thigh a little, she opened her legs an inch and then more as I pushed toward her crotch. She scooted her ass forward so her thick legs had room to splay more, and I pulled her loose skirt bottom up showing thick legs in dark tights. I finally had her pussy under my fingers and stroked her fat pussy through the thick tights. It was hot, probably with sweat and then I felt it get moist. I took her hand and placed it on her. I used to go daily on my building terrace just to see her. Once I decided to wave a hand.To my surprise, she smiled and went back to her home. I was happy seeing her reaction. This continued for 15-20 days. After that, I thought to take her number. So around 7:30 it was a little dark outside I decided to jump to her house terrace to get closer to her. ( Our houses are connected in our society).Her building was not connected to any house. So there was a limitation that I can’t reach her. There. “If my girl will let me out of the house without her?” I said. “The food is getting cold ... let’s all eat some balls.”I chowed into the food on my plate as I heard giggles on all sides of me. It tasted so good. There wasn’t any side dish. This was comfort food as far as my mother was concerned. I hope that this doesn’t mean they are irreparably broken up.I was getting to like Brian. Not just because he provided us with heavily discounted musical materials either. I thought he was exactly what.