Tab tak mausi aap dinner bhi banalo. Main ghar par bol deta hu k main khana khakar aaunga.M: tum fir kapdey dilaogey?R: Ha Mausi :)M: par…P: Mom aab...par war mat karo… Main aur tiger jaakar aap k liye ek badhiya si dress lekar aatey hai… tum merey liye kuch aacha sa khana banao. Holi bhi hai na mom.M: Rohan fir tum ghar par yeh kehdo k tum aaj yahi ruk rahey ho, tumhey shopping se aaney ko late ho ga, aur fir dinner kar k jaaney main aur bhi late ho jaayega.R: Thik hai main abhi karta hu.Mainey. I didn’t need to answer. “I’ve got things to do today,” she told me. “I’ve ordered a taxi to take you home; it should be here in about ten minutes.” Her freed hand suddenly pressed against my pussy, and I almost came there and then. She giggled, simply keeping up the pressure without moving her hand the tiniest bit. “Will you do something for me?” She knew I would. I was, once again and despite all intentions, putty in her hands. “Yes, Cordelia,” I stammered, hoping against better knowledge. Urgently he reached for his jeans, unfastened them and pushed them as far down as he could in his precarious position. He wasn’t too bothered about noise, the combination of the ‘thwacks’ from the paddle and ‘Freckles’ cries would drown out any noise he might make but the urgency of his desire demanded that he play with himself immediately.By the time the twelfth stroke fell Freckles was sobbing freely. The driver dropped the paddle on the ground and went over to her. She pulled her in close. We had fun the first time tying each other up, so when he invited me back for a second bondage visit I jumped at the opportunity.He told me that he had something pretty intense planned for me for my second visit. He kept me guessing right up to the moment I arrived and headed to the bathroom to change into my Spandex wetsuit. When I found the surprise he left for me in his bathroom, I knew this was definitely going to be a kinky bondage session!Prior to this bondage adventure, I had never tried.