She pushed her hands under his shirt and pulled it off him, he unzipped her dress at the back and let it slide off her arms and reveal her perky breas...s with hard pointy nipples. The sight of her breasts made his mouth water and he leaned down to kiss and suck each nipple. She pushed her breasts at him as she arched her back with pleasure. Her hand fumbled with his zipper and he helped her push his pants down along with his shorts. She squeezed his cock gently and he grunted loudly, it felt so. She doesn't like to talk about it, even in private, and is unlikely to ask for things. I have to initiate most of the time and then see what she says.So when she asked if I could tie her up, I was surprised.I had bought a pair of hand restraints, long black ribbons that could be tied to the corners of a bed frame with softer loops that went over the wrist. Once they were on, if you'd judged your distances right, the wearer's wrists would be bound. I dug those out of a drawer and tied them to. As I entered the hotel I thought it would be awesome to get a room with just one bed, so we would have to sleep in it together. To this day I am amazed I hadn't thought of this earlier.I rented a room with a single queen and returned to the car and informed Barry that the only rooms available were the single ones. I tried to act like I was not pleased about it while at the same time not trying to make him feel bad.He then offered to sleep on the floor and I told him that was silly because there. "That's rape!" No, it's not," said the imploring-sexy face across from me. "She may not want it, but she NEEDS it. Once she loves you, THEN she'll want it. And after she's HAD it, then she'll LOVE it!"This was rapidly turning into an X-rated George Burns - Gracie Allen dialog. I took a deep breath and consciously pushed the image of the offending jugs out of my mind. They bounced back in like a pair of obnoxious water balloons."Brenda, I don't know anything at all about this girl. I only met.