Returning behind you, you feel a hand on your right wrist, and then your left wrist. They are gently being pulled behind you until your hands are beh...nd your back."Interlace your fingers for me, little one."You obediently do as you are told, then you feel it, the cool soft touch of the nylon against your skin. Binding you into this position, you feel my urgency wrapping and ultimately knotting you in place."Now, little one, I'm going to tell you exactly what I'm going to do to you. I'm going. Sheriff has him.”She looked over Delaney. “Are you okay, Baby?”If anyone else in the world had called Delaney “Baby,” she’d have gone ballistic, but she just stepped forward and hugged Sheree. “I’m fine, I didn’t even know what was happening until Needles got him.”“Got him?” Sheree raised an eyebrow as we sat down at the little table.“I pinned him in his car with the truck, and just held him till the Sheriff got there.”“Oh, I thought she meant, like, beat him up. Or shoot him.”Delaney giggled. I am right in thinking that ‘exaggerating’ is an acceptable politically correct euphemism for ‘making it all up’ rather than the word ‘lying’, aren’t I?”As the Vicar stalked off David thought, I wonder if there is anything in it? Nothing ventured, nothing gained, and Jennifer fits all, or almost all, my list of specifications for a wife. Nobody else has appeared on the scene and with this business set up advice venture I haven’t had time to go hunting for one.After a very early dinner that. "Well," Sandy murmured softly, running a finger over her swollen clit, then down, slipping her finger into her cunt. "What are you two waiting for? Can't you see I'm ready for your cocks!" They moved to the bed, their eyes never leaving her naked body. Climbing onto the bed, one on each side of Sandy, she reached for their cocks with her hands, wrapping her fingers about her son's cock, then her husband's. Joey began to fondle one of his mother's arching tits, making her nipples stand high.