He was right upset about his missin' wife an' readily wrote us a paper guaranteein' the reward an' signin' it. Sam an' I both read his surface thought... while we was talkin' ta him, an' he was genuinely concerned about gettin' his wife back. Well, we promised ta do what we could ta help him out.We asked ta see the ransom note, an' the banker complied without any reluctance. There wasn't nothin' that either of us could get from the note, but we both kept feelin' like there was somethin' not quite. Aur mujhe kahne lage ki mujhe chodo raphs plsss mai unko mana kar raha tha meri mundi sharam se jhuki hui thi par unho ne mera haat pakada aur apne ball pe rakh diya aur kaha ke tum mujhe is tarah bina chode nahi jaa sakt te mai toh tum se chudwane ke liye kitni betab hu aakhir mai bhi ek insaan hu maine jab apni mundi uthake unke badan ko dekha toh mai dang reh gaya unki ball shayad 39 ke hoge maine jhut se unke dono bal ko haat mai pakad ke dabane laga woh toh mano ekdum se tadap rahi thi. He sends me a real naughty letter including an excellent drawing of me "Frank" and my husband.I was tied up on a mattress with my arms above my head, blindfolded, my legs wide spread, a dildo in my pussy and wood pegs with weights in my nipples, Frank had firm grip at my thigh and was lubricating the tip of an anal vibrator with some jelly.My poor helpless husband was lying on knees and shoulders, gagged, knees tied together and his arms handcuffed behind his legs, in that position he surely. The belt disappeared and then a moment later, landed hard on her ass. It was a good first effort, enough to make her go "Ooh!" He reared back and brought the belt down again. A little harder. He was starting to get into it. He settled into a rhythm of about a second and a half between each stroke. Each one elicited a little squeak from Francesca, but she still felt like she could outlast his arm if he didn't do better. After his next stroke, she replaced her "Ouch" with "Harder!" He laid into.