My attempt to release his cock resulted in a slap on the back of my head. I so wanted to feel his meat in my throat and when it was denied I became aw...re of my own cock straining against my jockstrap and jeans. His first and only word came, 'Boots'. I moved my attention immediately to the top of the shafts which were mid thigh height Left, right, right, left, I worked those boots, working my way down, caressing every delicious centimetre with my lust and tongue. His power made me want him to. However, with my legs and arms bound and body exposed, I had no choice but to accept his probing hands and toys. I tried to follow him as he walked around me, but he left my view, leaving a trail of cologne behind him, a remnant of the night's romantic dinner date. All I could feel were his groping hands as they pinched my nipples, kneaded my tits, and caressed my thighs. Despite the initial objections, a warmth began to overtake me as the reality of true helplessness came to light. . My bewilderment about this was interrupted by the sound of a car pulling into our driveway. When the doorbell rang, Chris nodded her head indicating that I should answer it. I opened the door to see a big, tall and handsome guy standing there in a tuxedo. I gave a small curtsy and invited him in. He walked past me as if I wasn’t there to kiss and embrace Chris. I had never seen this guy before. Where had she met him?They kissed for a few minutes before Chris asked, “Would you care for a drink. My hands move all over his chest and stomach, stopping briefly to tease his nipples. His groans give me courage to go further. Again, I undo his jeans and pull his cock out. Wrapping my warm hand around him lightly, using my other hand to play with his balls. ‘Oh fuck! Shit, I’m about to fuck you right here in the hall, Kat! Get inside now!’ he growls as he finally gets the door open. I slowly release him to be practically dragged into the room. ‘Kat, god, please! I need you so badly, Right.