They were back in Jonah’s house. Addie, Shanice, or whoever the hell she had become had a short, silky robe around her and apparently nothing else. ...he robe had fallen completely open in front. Jonah was looking straight into her nipples, then down at her bare pussy. In spite of everything, my cock was rock-hard again.“Beautiful speech, whore,” he said. “I guess now you want your reward?”She smiled, “I want to be fucked.”“Did you like the blindfold?”She smiled at him, slipping the robe the rest. Ah, I mean, in my business world I'm always the one in charge and sometimes..." she stopped and just looked at me for a few seconds, "Oh hell, I'm just going to say it and pray you don't think I'm some kind of pervert ... I like to be tied up ... in bed I mean; not all the time but sometimes I like to be tied up and dominated, helpless and unable to stop my lover from ravaging my body anyway he desires," she said abruptly, then stopped to see what my reaction was going to be.It stunned me, of. We met many years ago at the skating rink, when we were in Junior High. Our paths crossed a few times through the years, but we really didn’t reconnect till four years ago. I had gone through yet, another divorce. Cricket was going through a very nasty one herself. Through a popular social network, we started catching up. Then flirting. I invited her over to my apartment to “Welcome” her to the single life. I had several “Friends with benefits", and was really enjoying my life. She was wanting. ”“Awww.. thanks, mummy love you so much”“Tomorrow evening you will enjoy your first sex. I will guide you everything”“Mom love you so so much”She left the kitchen and I started thinking about how to make her evening special.I had few ideas in my mind how to make the surroundings more seductive and sensual. I wanted her to celebrate it as her wedding night only. I and my hubby had made of our mind that Ansh will be our future son in law, though it was an early assumption but from our side, it.