“But I’m learning that Latina women are fiercely proud and the best thing I can do is bow to their better judgment.”Miguel laughed and then cove...ed it with a cough when his wife gave him a dirty look. She came over to look at me and turned my head so she could look at my neck, the bite marks clearly evident.“I see you’re learning many things about Latina women,” she said and I wondered suddenly if I was in trouble. She saw the look in my eyes and took my head in her hands. She looked me in the. He undressed and watched his athletic, toned body in the big mirror in their bedroom. He carefully took out his prizes: red silky panties, plain white panties, elastic panties… He started trying them on one by one, feeling his cock getting harder. He would imagine himself as a real sissy boy, a slave to his desire, enjoying the feeling of light fabric against his skin. He stroked his cock a couple of times while imagining various scenarios that involved him wearing the panties. And he did – he. Lets fuck here I smiled. Chris grinned as he slid his pants all the way off before returning his eyes back on me, waiting for me to return. Oh honey. When I said lets fuck here, I mean, lets fuck&hellip,right here! I said, standing next to his desk with his window less than 2 feet in front of me. Chris was still lying down, not sure if I was joking or not, so to goad him in, I pulled my right leg up alongside his desk and laid my upper body on it. Come on honey! With that, he quickly got off. Unable to see and surprised at the sudden move, she attempted to sit up, only to feel herself pushed roughly back down onto her back with one hand while another tightly grabbed her wrist. A handcuff snapped securely shut around it before another quickly bound the other. Amy felt herself being rolled over onto her chest, her sweaty tits sticking to the leather cushion of the bench. A hand grabbed her left ankle and pulled it up behind her ass as her left wrist was pulled back to join it in.