Or apni ankhe band karke mahol ka maja lene lagi . bhaiya ne apna ek hath mere boobs per rakha or jor se daba diya . mujhe halka sa dard hua or muuhh ...e aaahhh ki awaj apne aap hi nikal gai or mene ankhe khol kar bhaiya ki tarf dekha . bhaiya ne bhi mujhe dekha . najare milte hi m sharma gai or apni ankhe niche kar li .Bhaiya ne mere gaal per halke se katte he kaha . sharma gai ladki .Mene bhaiya ki tarf dekhte hue kaha to gaal per mat kaato nishan pad jayega . to bhaiya ne apne dono hath mere. "Ohhhh Laura... god, you're right," Brandi panted, squirming.Now, working very slowly since she knew from experience how exciting it was to be very carefully tied up, she wrapped the rope around Brandi's ankles. First she pulled one down to the right corner bedpost and tied it there. Then, looking deep and meaningfully into Brandi's eyes, she pulled her other leg wide apart and tied that ankle to the other bedpost.Now Brandi was totally trapped, her beautiful, strong legs spread wide, her wet,. My last trip included one of these parties and as usual Mary had too much to drink, but she is fun when she is 'giddy' so I switched her to ginger ale and kept an eye on her. At the end of the party we returned to our hotel and Mary talked me into stopping at the hotel bar. We took a table near the back and placed our order. We were on our second drink when I was paged for a phone call. I got up and went to the wall phone to take the call and fortunately from where the phone was I could see our. Claws stabbed into my bicep and I gritted my teeth against the pain. There was a sickening sensation of claws on bone. The beast looked just as delighted. I whimpered. Sharp fingers clawed at the firm flesh of my rear, streaks of blood following them. The beast dipped his fingers into the blood that pooled in the wounds of my chest. My brain followed the conclusion of that gesture before I'd fully realised it."Oh no," I tried to wriggle away from him, "No. Don't. Don't do this to me!"Fingers.