I then cuffed my legs and arms into the cuffs which were connected separately to either end of the garage, there was no longer away to back out. Mistr...ss walked in; Mistress was nearly my height but finely built with brown hair and eyes that were nearly impossible to look at. Mistress was clearly in her element as if Mistress was just going to check something in the garage. Her clothes reflected this idea of normality as Mistress wore shorts and a shirt, with sneakers and socks. I suppose. By anybody.” We were approaching the woods at the far end of campus. “Oh, there you go again,” Tyler said angrily. “You’re so much better than everybody else, huh Brian? A wholesome all American boy. It would just add to your list of good deeds for society to help out a ‘dead beat’ like me. You think I don’t hear the way you talk about me and my crew. I don’t need your charity, jackass.” “I’ve never talked about you!” I protested. “We used to be friends. Maybe if you could drop the tough guy. He moved on top of her, looked down into her eyes, and smiled. "Are you sure about this Baby? Tell me now and I'll stop. But God please don't tell me to stop. I want you so much right now." "I don't want you to stop Wayne. Please make me yours." Christa said as she looked up into his passion filled eyes.Wayne leaned down and kissed Christa passionately. He settled his body between her legs and gently pushed the head of his dick into her tight pussy. She gasped when she felt him inside. He would get the sweater and his friend would get the scarf. It was the right thing to do.She heard the key in the lock and stood up, her hands fluttering, she was unsure of where to put them.Jethro turned the key, peeking his head in the living room to see if Shannon was there before pushing the door wide open. "Heya, sweetheart. How about a hug for a wounded soldier? Just be careful of the arm, I've still got the cast for a few more weeks." Jethro!" He had a cast, it was worse than a scratch..