.I groaned as he pulled tighter & tighter until my lower back strained as I was forced into a brutal hogtie. He tied off the rope & stood back to admi...e his work. As his gaze travelled up & down my bound body his eyes halted at my crotch, my hips thrust forward, my back ached painfully & my pussy pushed so far forward into my pants the seam dug deep between my lips."Fucking hell, look at your cunt"! he clambered on the bed & propping his head up on his hand started to trace the outline on my. You've wondered what it would be like to witness me fucking your wife.”“Of course not,” he groaned.I glanced at Gretchen. “Is that true?”She swallowed, shuddering. “We've... we've... I'm his wife, Becky. Just... just fuck me. Don't make me say this.”I smiled. “Senator Millner, your wife hasn't gone through menopause, right?”He let out a groan.“No, no, she's still flowering,” I said. “I can smell her fertility bleeding through her clothing.” I breathed in, the faint musk of a woman's pussy,. This didn’t sound so bad, my mother had always looked after me as well as she could whilst working full time in her own business. My sister had been a bit of a terror for me the last few years but of late she’d been friendly and nice to me, and since the accident she had been virtually all over me.It wasn’t until I needed the toilet for the first time that evening that I realised the full ramifications of being in the care of my mother. Not only that but as she had to work my older sister was. Audrey poured a little more wine and made me catch it in my tongue. “You’re not taking off your underwear? Aren’t you afraid of getting wine on them?” I asked between kisses on her almost perfect belly button. “You’re the only one who will get this close, though if you would prefer?” Audrey placed the bottle of wine aside and smiled at me as she reached behind, unhooking her bra and allowing the bra to fall aside. I stared as her large breasts fell only an inch, still perky and.