She had come prepared: a length of rope in the sports bag she carried along with a selection of crops and toys. There were other necessities—cuffs, ... shorter length of rope and a spreader bar—as well as her stout, faithful vibrator. Aside from packing for their adventure, Nancy had also dressed appropriately, combining a loose, plaid mid-drift blouse with skin tight jeans, and not troubling herself with underwear."Well," she pressed, trying to drag his attention away from the hook. "Is it as. She giggled and lifted her T-shirt up over her head and then removed her bra to stand there topless. Next she removed her gym shorts and panties in one motion to stand there in just her gym shoes too. She got on an old fashioned treadmill and told me to catch her if I could, then she turned it on. I smiled and got on behind her but my feet were spread out so that I was standing on the side rails. As she ran along on the treadmill I got in tight to her ass and slipped my cock up into her pussy.. ” “Uh huh,” she agreed, and then laughed again. “So, I guess I’m not old and ugly to you, huh?” “Hell no,” James replied while stroking his finger over the swell of her breast. “Didn’t you notice how none of us ever wanted to go anywhere when you were laying out in the back yard? You’re fucking hot, Ms. Lake. Whoever thought up the word MILF was thinking about you.” Anna’s voice dropped an octave, taking on an even more seductive tone, “So, you’d like to fuck me?” She traced her finger along. .. yes, I'll help you." She was shaking fit to vibrate through the walls, but she followed him to the art lab. His story had the virtue of being true, at least in part. A nine-foot cardboard pine tree, backed by a hinged wooden frame, did indeed await transference to the prop room behind the stage in the auditorium--a replacement for the one damaged by an outgoing senior the year before, who'd carried it by the cardboard instead of the frame--but technically, it was somebody else's job..