"Whatcha thinking about?" Choa asks, snapping you out of your reverie."What? Nothing," you reply. "When did you get in? I didn't hear the doorbell." U..., I have a key, dummy," she says, "What, you think the day I moved out I gave it back to mom and dad?" Oh... right," you reply, scratching at the back of your head. Honestly, you hadn't given it much thought. You're mainly focusing on maintaining eye contact and trying to keep yourself from getting hard. "Anyway, welcome home! Are you hungry? I. God i was so horny and hard..m*m was being a total slut! Just like in the porn i liked to watch and read online.I watched spellbound before i remember my camera and phone, this was too good not to remember.I set the phone on video and balanced it near the window while i snapped a few pics. I was so excited, my m*m a total whore! I knew she was saying something and too excited to think clearly i turn the video off and taking the camera and phone, i snuck quietly into the yard. Once outside i. She made no movement to get up, despite my fatalistic reply, but it wouldn’t have mattered if she had struggled, because she was already bound to the board. As the slut whimpered, I looked down at the Cross Brand near to her mound. I fingered it, touching the healing mark ...“You will always be mine Little Girl.”The whimper turned into a groan, or did I imagine that?I might well have imagined the slut’s groan, but the moan that came from behind me was very real, and caused me to look round. I’m confident I made no positive contribution to anything discussed. Somehow I got through, but it took a lot of concentration not to day dream about my cock in Amie’s mouth, or deep in her pussy, or her body frozen in sweet agony, or... well, you get the point. I remember looking at my watch, convinced it had stopped. I checked my computer. It had stopped too! What were the odds of that? The last seventeen minutes were agony. I didn’t want to start working on anything, and time was passing.