She climbed up onto the bed and I finished undressing. "It's your turn now," I said. "Lie back, close your eyes and just enjoy the evening."She looked...absolutely beautiful. Her hair was down and surrounded her face. Her eyes sparkled, even in the dimmed light in the room, and her body had a radiance that I had not previously recognized. Perhaps it was the wine at dinner, perhaps the mood and the atmosphere, perhaps the knowledge of her unhappy marriage; whatever, I was intrigued and entranced. A pair of pretty Asian girls led her in and held her firmly, she remembers trying to get way and one of the girls squeezed her arm at a nerve point and she nearly went to her knees in pain. Within seconds of entering the room flashes popped all around. A large man with a hood walked up to her holding two pieces of rope. With her arms held by the girls the man wrapped the rope around the base of her left breast several times very quickly and looped it in a sort of knot that allowed it to be. My tongue would rub up and down her slit as I'd stick the tip of my fingers in her wet vagina and rub inside of her in circles. As I increased the pace of my licking and fingering, her legs began to shake. Kristen pushed her pelvis into my face so that her lips were grinding on my tongue with more pressure. "Lick my pussy, shove those fingers in me. OH yes make me cum". I could feel her pussy grip tightly around my fingers. I fucked her hard with my hand, making her scream herself to orgasm. My. "Is it fixed now?” She asked, “Your car? Remember you had that problem with it before? It was at the 'wrong time' or something?" She shrugged and slipped her arm through mine, as we walked to my vehicle. I laughed, she really had no clue whatsoever about cars, "It was the TIMING! The timing needed adjustment! It's running fine now." We got into the car. I dropped my bag down at her feet and we set off. We spent most of the morning wandering around garden centres, looking at furniture,.