By chance one day during a family vacation, Giselle found herself passing through the tiny Vermont town where she had first grown up. Pointing to a du...ty country road, she asked Rick to follow the path toward a weathered, two-story house. Outside, an old woman hung clothes on a line. It was Giselle's mother from her past life.Thousands of memories came flooding back. For a moment, she considered he considered getting out of the car, racing to the old woman, and telling her what really happened. Dodds made her stand on a stool while he strapped her body harness to the frame. In minutes, she was attached by a myriad of little leather straps, every few inches, with her waist tightly clamped by a single four inch wide belt. Even her head was fastened down tightly to the padded head rest. She couldn't move an inch. As Mr. Dodds checked the bondage of each limb in turn, she could feel the frame swaying slightly. Finally, Dodds walked out. In the next room, he reached behind "Floras". A low moan escapes you and I pull you closer.I can't stop kissing you. Pushing you back against the wall, I pull your skirt up. You are not wearing panties!I unzip my pants allowing my hard shaft to appear. I place it in the valley between your legs and gently thrust in and out of your wetness, knowing I am sliding over your clit and your eager, wet vaginal opening. I don’t care if you’re wetness flows onto my pants.I feel your swollen vulva moving against my hardness, searching for the bulbous. Cole dropped to her knees.“May I?” She asked Mark and he nodded. She looked up at me with lustful eyes before allowing herself to lean in and kiss the top of my thighs. I watched her curiously. She kissed up my thighs before pressing her lips to the front of my pussy then on my pussy and my legs quivered slightly. She smiled proudly before pushing me to sit back down on the sofa. Her hands spread apart my legs as she ran them up them. Her head came back down to my pussy as she kissed it several.