I need it...I need more of your cock in me..."! Lisa stood to her feet, legs shaking. Louise smiled, "Now Lisa, I want you to hold onto the taps on th... sink..." Lisa frowned but turned round did just that. "I...I'm...not sure why? What's going on? Why do I have to do this"? Louise quickly leaned over and snapped a handcuff over Lisa's wrist and snapped the other loop over the base of the tap. "There! Now the other one..." Louise then cuffed Lisa's other wrist to the tap! "What...what on earth. I move him over onto the stool, I force Alex to arch his back over the old broken and cracked leather seat to the stool, and I quickly tied his feet and arm to the legs of the stool.I knelt to his side and slowly traced my finger around his chest and lower stomach as I spoke “it seems IV already made your cock hard, does it turn you on being restricted this way” I took the last bit of Oily rope I had and wrapped it around my fingers, I grabbed Alex cock and started to wank him on one side of. ) "The hot new transfer student every girl in the school has been cooing about!" He's not that hot," said Danielle, which was the absolute truth; there were boys more handsome than Weston McCullough at Sherman Oaks. He wasn't McDreamy or anything. But Weston had something more than: manners. He had a smile and a kind word for everybody, he could make anyone laugh, and he never (to anyone's knowledge) made rude comments about a girl's behind. The younger boys, especially the single ones, laughed. She craved everything that Joleen had: a nice, normal house with a nice, normal, loving set of parents and loving siblings. She was also envious of how happy and outgoing and confident Joleen was, which she could never muster from herself. Her home life left her feeling dirty and ashamed, and she didnt dare try to make any other friends, fearful that someone might discover what actually went on in her life everyday after school. Joleen was a perfect best friend, because whenever she asked to go.