Then I asked what should I do, she replied “just do what ever told and never shout if you do I will leave Chennai tomorrow itselfShe she started, sh... tied my hands with a rope, made me kneel down, since I was wearing a short skirt my kneel started to pain, then she made me bend towards my breast, and slowly raised my shite skirt from back so that the panty is visible from back, I was bending towards the floor, she then took a stick and started beating me at my ass, first it pained a lot and. He startled her but then she was relieved to see it was him, although surprised. Kent must have given him the code for the back gate. ‘Vince, what a surprise, I didn’t expect you. Kent is at Balboa Beach ‘I know. I was home alone and I decided to hang out by your pool. Kent gave me the security code so I just let myself in. You don’t mind if I join you do you?’ ‘No that’s fine. If you want something to drink there is beer in the refrigerator. Will Patty be joining us later?’ ‘No she still at. So if he was going indulge in his girl-fetish he could at least help with the housework.Also during the day he could practice the art of applying make-up; for Margo's approval later.This was the kind of thing Margo enjoyed sharing; that and his cock. And so evenings at home were spent trying out her wardrobe on him; as a form of foreplay to sex.Margo thought he really looked attractive in a smart office blouse and a short formal skirt with heels. Wearing crutch-less tights allowed for his. She walked backwards and he walked forwards, the same magnetic force that kept them apart was now holding them together. Their eyes had never wavered, but his now had to as he turned around to take her keys from the door. He closed and bolted the only chance of escape, tossing her keys to the floor. There was no way out for either of them. She held her breath. She moved first. All that caution was lost to his eyes as she went within inches, stretching her neck to hold her lips in front of.