Someone thoroughly tied my wrists to the bed posts so that I could barely move them. My legs were tied above the knee and at the ankles, which were t...en attached to the foot of the bed. I tried to kick my pantyhose-sheathed legs, but to no avail. I'd need to get out of the shoes before I could slip the ropes off my ankles, which was of course impossible with the locking ankle straps. My bondage was complete. If I could see, I'm sure I would have seen a spitting image of Sam laying on the. What was missing that couldn’t be otherwise faked? The answer came to me after Clarence told me it would be his last visit. That happens all the time, by the way. The guy’s getting married, or has gone religious, or has gotten through whatever part of his life made him seek my girls out. And a good fifty percent of the time it actually turns out to be true. But not always, and Clarence didn’t seem the type to be leaving permanently. I hugged him, wished him luck, and politely asked him why. ‘I. Surely he must."Don't give me a baby Uncle Timmy...Please don't give me a baby" I whimpered,frankly laying it on a bit think." Don't you worry about that you little trollop" says he as he has his two thumbs in my cunt and is pulling apart my arse cheeks.I hear him hawk and spit and feel a gobbet hit me and roll down between my cheeks.He rubs the rose of my arse and fingers my cunt...the wetness of me is running down my leg now and I think if he doesn't do something for me soon I might die of. She'd read my mind.Taking two travel mugs from the cabinet, she filled them up. "I'll betyou take it black, don't you?" she said smiling at me. Cups filled, wemade our way out to the deck. The dog followed closely at her heels."Want to see what the ocean looks like from this vantage point?"I shrugged my shoulders and followed her down the ramp and through asmall gate at the back of the yard. She found some firm sand andcarefully sat down. She motioned me to sit beside her. I did."Do you know.