My boyfriend had been gathering my few items of discarded clothing when he asked me to stand up, and started to tie me up, like my patron Saint, St An...rew, my legs and arms wide and secure, and my face and head covered with my outer clothing, I could breath and talk, but not see him.When he entered me he felt delicious and I backed back into him and rode his shaft like a sex starved whore. My mouthings were dirty and my fucking aggressive. That was when I suddenly realized there were more. He told me I needed one more thing to make my look complete getting some lipstick putting it on me, we walked over to the mirror with both of us looking at me, he was standing right behind me telling me how cute I looked and we looked good together putting his arms around my waist pulling me back to him. I jumped and froze with him telling me to relax resting his head on my shoulders holding me tighter moving his hips on me and I could feel him getting hard on my butt, he told me don't that. I can feel him twitch between my lips. His hips have started to rock to meet my downward bobs. The bottom of the paper bag is so soggy it starts to tear. A groan of frustration escapes along with his cock as he pulls free from my mouth, slapping spit and precum on the front of the paper bag.“Time’s up. You’ll have to try again next week, won’t you?” “Uh huh,” I pout, settling back onto my knees.“What was that?” “Yes Sir.”“I don’t know why I bother. It’s not like—” He pauses as if noticing. '"I don't understand."'You will, when the time comes. Come see us. It's time to say goodbye.'"I'm not ready to say goodbye to you Carlie. Not yet."'It's time, lover.'I opened my eyes to find Izzy sitting across from me in the tub. I wiped my eyes and opened my arms. She stood up and waded thru the water and sat down on my lap. I wrapped my arms around her, one hand cupping a firm breast and the other flat against her belly and hugged her to me."I have to go to Dover."She nodded, her right hand.