She thought she heard at least two voices but she wasn’t sure. Who could have been at the door, she wondered. The mailman, a neighbor, or the cute y...ung man who mowed her lawn? Then she thought again, maybe it was Ryan’s wife. None of these options boded well for her. Becky felt Ryan’s cum slowly run down her thighs. Her pussy ached from the intense fucking she received but she felt alive even if she did feel guilty from letting another man fuck her. What would her husband think? What would. " Yes, Sir."He cuffs her wrist to a bedpost, pecks her forehead and leaves. When he returns, he sets the toolbox on a table and goes to sit beside her. "I need a nap." He replaces the cuffs with soft rope, with enough slack for her to cuddle with him, but not to get too far from the bed. He lies down and pulls her close. She kisses him and wishes him a pleasant rest. He thanks her and falls asleep.~~~When Rachel wakes, he seems to be waiting for her, sitting up in bed and reading. He puts down. ‘He’s touching me!’ she thought. ‘The little shit! My God! What am I going to do?’ At first, she tried to ignore the feelings and continued working lather into his hair. She figured he’d stop eventually if she didn’t respond. Bobby had nice hair, thick and full, she told herself, trying to get her thoughts off what the young man was doing to her. Lisa didn’t wasn’t aware she was doing it, but her body began to press against Bobby a little harder. Even if she didn’t want him to do what he was. My name is Linda what's yours?Tonight it is Roberta.As they walked to the parking lot Robert was impressed and quite turned-on by the sexy way Linda walked. She rocked her hips side to side likeshe was ringing a bell. Robert tried unsuccessfully to copy her butvowed to practice until he could master that wonderful motion.At Linda's apartment she changed into a red pleated satin dress withhalter top and red pumps. Then Linda said "What you're wearing is a bitdowdy. You should let me loan you.