Main unhe aunty khta tha lekin mujhe pta chala ki aunty ke affers aunty ke bagal me rhne wale auncle ke sath h jo wha vo rent pe rhte the kuch tb se a...nty ke prati meri bhawnaye badlne lagi ar kuch dino ke bag auncle ka transfer ho gya ar vo chale gaye main aunty ke yha aaya jaya karta tha. Ek di ki bat h ki main apne chat pe padh rha tha ar aunty niche apne ghar main baithi thi achanak mrei najar un par chali gayi mere chat pe hone ke karan main aunty ke boobs ki dararo ko dekh rha tha ar. When they were satisfied with our stance they removed strange looking metal bars from the bag. The bars had short chains attached to each end from which were suspended leather cuffs.I was dying to ask what was going to happen to us. But I stood in silence while they attached the cuffs to our ankles. They each removed a similar but longer bar from the canvas bag and attached the cuffs to our wrists, securing our hands out to the side in front of us.My gaze met Dave's and I pleaded silently for. "She sighed wistfully. "I have missed that. But I always felt loyal tomy husband. Now, if he's going all swishy on me, well, that's adifferent story." Exactly. That would make it okay for you to do whatever you please."Meanwhile, with the magic of Kelvin's arrow doing it's work, Arnoldfound himself in the bedroom, rapidly undressing. Once he was out ofhis sport coat, dress shirt, and tailored slacks, he stood there in hisjockey shorts. Then he decisively stripped out of those as. Emboldened, your hands slowly fall towards his waist, as your lips reach his strong jaw, tracing towards his glistening smile, his hand finds your hair, gently brushing your scalp, sending a surge down your spine, making you quiver. Gently pulling back on your hair, tipping back your head, his tongue jerks out, tracing a hot line down your exposed throat to your collar bone, where he nips gently at the hollow base of your throat. Finding hot-spots you didn’t even know existed wish his tongue,.