He led her by the hair back to the living room. He made her stand at the same spot she stood earlier that night. He went back to her bedroom and wen... over her drawers. He found some of her clothes. He went back to the living room and used her own clothes to tie her wrist behind her back, really tight. The next thing he did was go over to her fridge. He opened it. He saw that she had some beer bottles. He took one. It was a Carlsberg, the number one beer in the world and from Denmark.. ’ His words, not mine. I see this as a golden opportunity to do what we talked about before, Masters. If you’re still open to this, that is,” Melissa’s eyes danced with brazen lust, clearly enamored of the idea of taking the young buck under her wing.“God, you’re delicious, you know that? That lucky son of a bitch has no idea what he’s tangling with, but I can promise you that after you’ve had him for a while, he’ll either want to stay home and keep fucking you or else remember you as the one. " Oh? Better than Mel", she asked with a grin?"Mel could take some lessons from her mother, mom!" I retorted with a grin, "She's a natural, but you are incredible."She leaned in to kiss me, "Thank you, Baby. That's a very high compliment to me."The kiss started out tentatively but as she discovered I wasn't going to freak out or jerk away it became much more passionate as we moved our hands, legs, torsos against each other quite actively.As the kiss continued I rolled her over on to her back so. She opened her top two buttons of her nighty and showed her bra and asking about that. I understood her intentions and I told her there is nothing wrong.I moved her nighty down and started pressing her boobs saying nothing wrong in this? In a naughty manner. She replied , yeah you are not doing anything wrong and it’s great. I got a green signal and why would I stop . I squeezed her bra so tight that her boobs popped out of it tearing her bra. They are out hanging there, perfectly round and.