"If you have any ideas how, I'd love to hear them." Wait until your father returns and make a clean break," she said with a laugh. "You'll be out of t...e business and I'll be back in business."I chuckled."I think you would dislike it greatly if my father returned," I answered. "In fact, you might be in for more work as a homicide detective than in OC." Most likely," she said. "Do you realize that the murder rate is down almost 30 percent in the last year?" It would have been down farther if I. Sighing, I took another gulp at the beer, consigning the pair to the wank-bank. In my head I stored away long, tanned legs; superb derrieres; tight waists and the curve of their spines, the feminine form with the power to incite sane men to crazy acts.The dark one was the taller of the two, her hips not quite as broad, the immaculate cheeks of her arse higher and tighter and worth a smidgen more money if I was buying -- which is the only way I'd ever enjoy physical intimacy with a girl like. He had even installed several safety mechanisms to ensure my safety in the event something went wrong. An incredible amount of thought and work had been put into it and it was the centerpiece of the playroom. After He put the leash away, He helped me up on the bench and had me lay face down on it. (Yes, He even installed one of those headrests that allowed me to rest my head and breathe freely). Once I was settled, He fastened the straps around my arms and legs as well as the one across my. Gwen continued to hold me from behind while turning me back toward the bedroom. Her touch. Her strokes had me enslaved to passion. I knew how to stroke myself, how to bring about my own pleasure but she knew far better and I thought it would be the end of me. What a way to die.Sabrina had the tray of champagne, bacon, eggs and fruit on a side table by the bed. She was also nude and in the light her years of motherhood were evident. Her relaxed breasts and stretched belly made her even more.