He took me downstairs into the rec room. The furniture was gone. The built-in shelves were empty and there were drop cloths everywhere. Two cans of pa...nt, two trays, several brushes, rollers and a ladder were sitting in the middle of the floor.My heart sunk. There were a million chores I would have chosen over painting. I hate painting. I turned around and started to walk away, but he took hold of me and swatted me once on the behind. I half-expected it and turned back to him with a mixture of. I could see the folds in her abdomen, they were perfect. I hugged her holding her by her waist. I planted a kiss in her lips, she responded well by opening her lips and allowing me to enter her. I told her honey, I want to see you without your blouse. Without removing her saree, I just removed her blouse, so has to see her silky shoulders. I teased her a bit today entering my tongue in her mouth and moving away, before she could respond. She responded by holding my tongue with her teeth, she. I tried to tell him with my body, my breasts, my hips, my hands. We stopped for a second and he attached the restraints to my hands. The carabineer clip that locked them together jangled nicely. I really liked the feel of them on my wrists. We kissed for a few more minutes and I swung my leg over to straddle him on the couch. He started spanking me a few times and our bodies started to move together. I could feel him getting hard and I leaned back to put my tits in his face. That seemed to be a. "No. My cousin is. I came here with her but she's disappeared. I think she's bedded down with one of you guys." Does that bother you?" I ventured.She shrugged without answering, then looked around the room. Though the election was over, the walls of the room were still adorned with campaign posters from both parties. Carla made a comment about the election and I countered with a different opinion. We debated, calmly, quietly, arguing the merits. One of us had voted for the winner, the other for.