.but my knees....??, her voice trailing off again.He said nothing as he reached behind her again for something else. It was another section of rope. ...With the same ease of movement as before, he bound her arms behind her. First he bound her wrists together, then moved to bind her upper arms. Each time he made a new wrap around one of her arms, he was conscience of the fact that the rope was trailing into the crack of her round buttocks. The movement of the rope up and down made her arsehole. Maybe it was hearing her high heels sandals as she struttedacross the kitchen floor, or maybe the mesmerizing effect of her smoothsexy legs in the coffee colored RHT nylon stockings, or maybe the way hercute little but looked in her always too-short skirts.... "You knowLittle Jimmy; I've been watching your reaction when I come over tovisit." "The way you always sit and stare at my silky, shiny nylon legs." You always seem to blush like a pretty little girl, all pink and rosywhen you catch a. On the surface it appeared to be just another small town fair, but beneath the façade was a tense anticipation of the main attraction. No one spoke about it although they all knew that this year there was something different, something special that was supposed to draw the highest bids ever for any raffle item, but no that’s all they knew. The local men were hoping the secret auction item was a new car or tractor. The ladies were thinking of a new refrigerator or washing machine. Some started a. Still, it was an awesome feeling, but nothing like what was going on right now. Frank just rammed his fist inside her and no matter how hard her body tried to deal with the pleasure, there was always something more. She stood there, chained, while Frank was ramming his fist up her cunt and she just exploded. Her body trembled, her nipples hard and sensitive; her pussy seemed to be one big lusty zone, sending passion throughout her whole body, and Mary simply let her juices flow while she.