..”“Longed for your father?” he said, his cock swelling the front of his hose, the tight clothing clinging to his legs and crotch. He brought my...hands to his dick. I shuddered at the feel of my father’s shaft through his clothing. “Aching for me to visit you.”I looked down. “Of course not, father.”“You don’t have to lie to me, Ava.” He held my hands against his dick.I took a deep breath. My hands clenched his dick. Maybe I’d get away with a handjob. “I try not to Father. But you’re just so .... The thought though was of smug conceit as John turned me around and fastened the cuffs to each of my wrists, that I was still holding behind my head! This was followed by the collar which he pulled rather tight making it a bit uncomfortable to swallow, then had gotten down on his knees and fastened the ankle cuffs! Again I was not prepared for what he did next? Still on his knees and me barely able to stand with my legs apart in only my heels and cuffs, he grabbed both of my ass cheeks and . Alex had just turned 21 in June. As time went on that year me and Alex became very good friends. Alex was about 5'6 and around 130 lbs. He had green eyes and reddish hair he would comb it to the right in the front I used to make him mad by calling him little Justin Bieber. This k** was so beautiful and he didn't have to work on it . It came natural to him but he didn't brag about it . Alex didn't have a steady G/F he told me many times he did not want tied down. With that body I could see why !. I removed my shirt silently and put it on the floor.She continued to tug and pull on her excited nipples, lightly purring something over and over, but I couldn't quite decipher what she was uttering. Her hands stopped teasing her perky nipples, and after taking each breast in her dainty hands, she very slowly moved her finger tips down her lithe body. She brought onefinger to her subtle sunken navel, and I watched as her other hand very gradually proceeded to her pubic mound, building up her.