.After that she again got leg pain.Dad told me to massage her every day as said by doctor. That day dad told to massage and went to sleep. She came to...me and gave oil to massage.I massaged her till thighs for 20-30 min with her night gown on inner thighs.. when I saw panty I couldn’t control again and started caressing my hands on it.. She again cried though she didn’t say anything.I pulled her panty down she shouted once and then went quiet.I fingered her and licked her pussy again. She cried. He chuckled darkly in response turning so that he was facing her again. Am I? He asked, reaching to touch her wet panties. Ravenna mewled in pleasure as his long fingers found her clit through them and started rubbing it. Dean looked down at his hand, fingers reaching further back to slip under them and touch her cleanly shaven privates. You are hot for me, arent ya? He cooed, two fingers slipping into her tight heat easily. Feel good baby? You like getting finger fucked by me? God, yes! She. When I put the clamp on her other nipple, she pushed against me, her bound hands grasping at my shirt. I did not know whether she was seeking relief from pain, or expressing pleasure. But my arms stayed around her, holding her, comforting her, cuddling her. I unclipped her wrists and pointed. “On your stomach,” I said. She approached the bed with slow steps, hesitating, but curious. “Yes, Sir.” She lay on the bed obediently, waiting for my next move. I chained her wrists to a metal. I walked a beat with two of my officers for the exercise. They were to walk as a pair after dark for a while. I had been sitting or standing most of the day; it felt good to stretch the legs.I knew my partners appreciated the company. They were not afraid of the dark, just unsure how to deal with the city distractions. As we walked and talked I kept pointing out things to notice and be aware of, such as how shadows allow people to hide in them as well as bushes and other placed distractions.It.