ComFrom: [email protected]: Such a nice complementMILF? what's that?AliciaHoping I hadn't screwed up, I send:To: [email protected]...From: [email protected]: What's that?I guess you could type it into your browser to see what the initials might stand for.GregTo: [email protected]: [email protected]: I looked it upGoodness, Greg. I did look it up. My. You're a little more grown-up that I had thought. What brought this on? Would you. We lined up in front of our partners; I was partnered with Ron, whom I just met there and who I had hardly spoken to, but we did eye each other a lot throughout the evening, so this seemed to be a nice culmination to our meeting,…and a hot way for us to get to know each other. Ron’s cock was thick but still soft, as were some of the others. James yelled “Go!” and all four of us started. I wrapped my thick lips around Ron's beautifully meaty cock. Within seconds, I can tell he wasn’t. ’ ‘You’re awfully demanding,’ he said, as he lowered his lips for her to devour. They showered quickly, and Brian changed the bed while Peggy made scrambled eggs. It was nearly three AM when he walked her to her car. It was now Sunday, March the twenty-sixth, but the twenty-fifth would be the date they would remember fondly in later years. Brian slept late on Sunday morning, awoke refreshed, and walked over to the Mendon home to pick up his truck. He wanted to see Peggy, but when she didn’t. She watched me intently as I buckled the restraint around her wrist. She lay her hand by her head, allowing me to attach her arm to the strap. Then, I did the other arm.She was secure now, neck and wrists attached to the strap. I saw her muscles tighten and relax as she tested her bondage. I saw her hands clench and unclench in anticipation.“What have you planned for me?” she asked breathlessly.“One thing I have not planned is an orgasm.”Her whole body flinched.“Are you so cruel to a damsel in.