Then, Dylan started to sprint away from Zoey. “What the hell are you doing!?” Zoey said in a loud whisper. “Just hold on a second” Dylan said ...ischievously. He had ran to a large tree with a branch just close enough to Zoey’s window where as to Dylan thought he could jump in. He had only gotten up the trunk of the tree and he had started to sweat, which was surprising because of his very tone figure. After several minutes Dylan finally worked his way to Zoey’s window. He dove in to the opened. I feel an ache to kiss your skin, but I stand and move to the far side of your bed. I gesture with my head and say, “Come here. Stand in front of me and face the mirror.” You walk to me, and I put my hands on your hips. I look over your shoulder, catching your eyes in the mirror. I put my mouth near your ear and tell you, “Cross your wrists behind you, pet.” You do as I say, and I methodically wrap your dress around and across your wrists, tying the ends to bind your hands. Standing behind. I sank three fingers deeper into my saturated pussy, getting them completely covered in my love juices. Johann smiled at me as I placed one finger at my husbands open mouth and circled his black knob with my thumb and forefinger. As my husband's lips sucked my finger into his mouth, I pulled Johanns throbbing knob onto his opened lips. Sliding my fingers down the meaty shaft, I moaned "mmmhmm Baby that right, do it for me, just the way you like me to do it for you" as Johann's cockhead perched. She turned her head and looked up, catching a glimpse of the outline of his excitement beneath his lightweight pants.The Authoress looked up at The Proofer. He looked down at her, his eyes pierced her soul. Not a word had been spoken since she thanked him for the drink.His hand covered hers, and they clicked on 'save and close' together. The Proofer gathered The Authoress up in his strong arms and carried her inside the house.~~~Dee still could not see her face but imagined her wanton look..