"When I took out his picture, she started to shake again, but got herself under control. "Yes, that's him. I'll never forget his face." His name in Ba...rington. Do you remember the man who tied us up several months ago?" Yes, Mistress." They look very much alike, don't they?" Yes, Mistress. At first I thought that it WAS him. But then I realized that it wasn't. I was still frightened though." You remember that I told you that the man who came here was Peter Hotaling? And that I work with Peter. But I was so jealous. I broke up withChloe, my girlfriend, just before Christmas because she just couldn'tcompare to Cindy." The goop on my legs was beginning to come off alongwith my leg hair, and it hurt, but I guess women suffered like this tobe pretty, so I didn't complain. I knew I would do anything for Cindy."After Dawn did what she did, I hoped that Cindy would notice me, andtold Cindy I was so into her, but as she is only into girls, she said noromantic stuff, just friends and I was. ??Put your hands behind your back, Cuckie.? she ordered.As soon I complied, Alecia placed me in hand cuffs.?This will keep you from wankin’ until you’re needed.? Alecia said.?Come on Steve.? she said as she grabbed his erection and gleefully led him to the bedroom and closed the door.There wasn’t much for me to do the next hour other than to listen to Alecia’s occasional laughter, her multiple shouts of orgasmic bliss and the rhythmic, creaking of the bed. I simply sat on the carpet and waited. Then she began rubbing her breasts and pussy right in front of me. My jaw dropped as I was witnessing something that I have been fantasizing before. Right in front of me was a 50-year old MILF obviously enjoying what she was doing.Instantly, I have a raging hard-on on my shorts as I watch her play with breasts. Perhaps noticing my bulge, she confronted me, “Tony, do you want to play with my ‘front’?” she smiled at me and licked her lips. “No one will notice; we are all alone.”I chose not to be.