Jessica grabbed a cup of tea and curled up on the couch with a blanket and popped the tape into the VCR. She wondered if a secret admirer had sent it....She knew she was attractive and a lot of the guys at church wanted her even though she was saving herself for marriage. The tape started. It was a scene of her at a local mall with some of her friends. Strange, the scene cut to her pulling up in her driveway and entering her house. Now she was starting to feel weird. Something wasn't right. Then. Partner?” she purred. The cement was hardening by the second and still her denim shorts sat stubbornly above him, they hadn’t moved in over two hours. He looked up through the bars at the woman who seemed to have all the time in the world. She continued to discuss ‘their’ business and Katie was even updating the website that he’d help her build. When she needed to show him something, she simply opened her thighs and pointed the screen down between her legs. It was late when she finally stood. “I’m Haley Simon, wife of Bill Simon, Deena’s dad. And you’re...” and she fixed him with something less than a glare, but more active than a simple look.“Uhh, Randy. Randall Crater.”“Oh, Haley said. “Has it always been Crater? Or was it spelled C-R-E-D-E-U-R at one time? Cajun or not?”“Uh, I dunno...”She smiled. “You need to up your game, boy. You don’t even know who YOU are, much less who Deena is. Or me.”“Damn...” he said. “Shot down twice...”“Oh,” I giggled, “We’re not shooting you down, and. I signalled Jody and Tony to follow. Jody crawled, erring on the side of caution, his cock was still hard, pleasing me. It was slow going as it's much harder to crawl down stairs than up. With a judicious smack of my crop, Wendy picked up the pace. Arriving in the basement I had Tony secure Wendy across the table. Attaching leather restraints to her ankles and placing the spreader-bar between her knees, Wendy's cunt and ass were totally exposed. Tony then secured her ankle cuffs by the.