The house was peaceful, just the sound of the radio drifting through from the dining room. Not enough to distract, just an agreeable buzz. It made a n...ce change, I have to say. Bless their cotton socks, but those kids were noisy little buggers.I was sitting at the small kitchen table reading The Times. This was nice. We didn't get to spend all that much time alone these days, what with the children and work. Life was good, busy, but good.I looked up from my newspaper as she pushed down the. I was ordered to get on the bed. Really a crude four-poster with a sheet of pressed board on top. Three hard ¾ meter square cushions were placed where my ass would be and I lay on them. This forced my groin area high into the air. My arms were securely tied with a soft cloth that had been torn into strips. My legs were forced apart to 120 degrees and tied in a similar manner both at the knees and ankles. I could wriggle a bit but only a few centimeters. I suddenly realized that the way I was. .Yes,' I croaked hoarsely. 'I'll... I'll do it.' Anya continued to look at me expectantly. 'I'll do it for you... and I'll do it because I want it,' I added, stammering in my haste.She didn't smile, but she nodded as though something important to her had been satisfied and motioned me to lie to the towel. At first, I thought she expected to lie cross-wise on it, sitting against the tub, but she had me turn and lie flat so that my legs extended out along the toilet. My thighs were pressed. Are you sure you want this?"Instead of answering she pulled against my grip on her hair, eager to close her lips around my prick. I kept holding her. I would not let her take control of a single second in this meeting. I waited until she stopped pulling and looked up at me and then I pushed her face into my dick. Her mouth opened as she felt herself being pulled forward and my dick slid between her red lips. I controlled her back and forth movements, starting slow and then going deeper on every.