?Arch your back and show us your honeys?they’ve been primed by the cigarettes and the knitting needles, let’s go!?Libby gritted her teeth, and shu... her streaming eyes and jutted out her breasts desperately, her hands still manacled behind her back. Can I do it! Oh, help me bear the?WHACK! A thin stream of red hell slashed both nipples at the same time, and Libby, her sensitive breasts on fire, nearly buckled over.As she was to fall, Pepper helpfully grabbed Libby’s scalp and held her up.?Now,. She started to buck in bed, one hand on her tit with a tattoo of a moon peeking out from a pair of clouds. Before long, both her hands were holding onto mine, and she only paused to uncurl my middle finger and slide that inside as well. By now, her pussy was dripping with her juices. "Can I look at it?" I asked, having no idea what the accepted etiquette was. "Sure." She replied.I slid down, and she straddled on leg over my shoulder as I got a good look at her pussy. I'd never seen one this. .. utility. I’m rather glad, as I cut a fine figure on horseback, wearing only my boots, don’t you think?” my stepdaughter teased me now, but she was right.Nydia looked almost like Lady Godiva in the nude on horseback ... wearing only those boots and carrying her riding crop. I doubt very much that the real Anglo-Saxon countess, wife of the Earl of Mercia during the reign of Edward the Confessor, wore boots ... but I could be wrong. That didn’t matter. There was something very sensual, very. The boys would come. The shopping with her friends. I dreaded the day she decided I was the stupidest person on the planet. Until that day, I cherished every day with my Jess. Someone must have d**gged our food. One moment we were laughing and giggling together. The next, I was waking up, gradually becoming aware. I was tied up, tied to someone else. Blindfolded. The person I was tied to was stirring. "Who is that?" I asked. Gradually I also became aware I was nude. The person I was tied.