Fran was our graduate trainee, at twenty-two the same age as Connie but otherwise different in almost every respect. Fresh out of St Andrews Universit..., Fran was exceptionally bright and capable and obviously had a great future ahead of her. She hailed from a tiny fishing village on the west coast of Scotland and had the cutest accent to prove it. She stood about five foot seven with a nice figure and had a pretty, slightly freckly face topped by the most glorious long red hair. (Why is it that. My feet, legs, hips, neck and left arm were all tied to the frame and secured with locks. And I was about to lock my right wrist to the frame, too. I had the key in my right hand, and made sure that I could reach the lock before clicking it closed. It was a bit awkward, but I could reach it and unlock it. Then, with my right arm free, I could unlock everything else. That was the plan, at least.Oh, but that wasn’t all. I wanted to do some self-torture, not bondage-and-lying-around-doing-nothing.. .Likte likhte story mera mal nkl gya…Kya boobs the unke aur perfect fig jo mjhe chahye tha chubby fig..Tvi gf ne thappad ka barsat kar diya aunty k gand pe aur aunty aaaah ufff kar kar k chuse ja rhi thi ….Phr phat se chut ko chusne lagi aur aise chus rhi thi mano kavi chut dekhi nhi ho..Yah phr bht bhuki h chut chatne ki ….Mere lund ko v waise nhi chusi thi jaise uske chut ko chus rhi thi phr wo bed pe let gyi aur aunty ko uske muh k upr bitha di aur mjhe v bed par sula di..Phr kya …. .Aunty. Fast forward 8 years and I meet June again first time since that hot day. She looked stunning in a light summer dress with her naturally tanned body looking so sexy, as she now lived in south africa and the sun out there suited her. I couldn't beleive the thoughts in my head were about a woman 43 years older than me, not only that but my best mates Nan. We were at a wedding for a family friend, when we met, that night I wasn't drinking, so said June could have a lift home with me later that.