We are great friends and once when our parents were out I walked in on him having a wank looking at porn on the internet. I laughed at him, and he got...angry and I then told him I masturbate. For some reason, I felt bad about catching him and thought it was only fair that he should see me. Why I thought this I don’t know but I dropped my panties and lifted up my dress up and told him we were even now. We both laughed at each other as I dropped my dress, and he just sat there with his cock hidden. There was Miss Tiffany sitting in the middle of the floor, hands tied behind her back, feet tied together, blindfolded and a gag in her mouth.From what he could observe from the window there was no one else in the one-room line cabin. Joe circled around it and saw a horse tied to a tree out back. He figured it was her horse but he was taking no chances.Coming to the front door, he opened it slowly and stepped inside, scanning the room - empty except for Trisha.It was at that moment, seeing her. As I latched the room door, she was in sofa looking seductively at me which I observed for the first time for a longtime as there was full freedom for us to see and do anything and everything, and I was in a mood to jump and eat her.but I started slowly.went near her saw her eyes, sensed her breath, touched her nose with mine and felt her hair fragrance at same time which adds much more intense feel…..With this she proceeded forward and our lips met and my hand had a nice grip shifting from. I was bound and determined to make her stand there as long as possible and took the smallest bites possible. I fully expected a slap or a jab or, knowing Miss Hitler, a zap. But she stood there and let me finish without complaining.I was the one that gave up and swallowed the last of my food. Next was the drink and I sipped at it as if it were hot. Apparently, that was the line I shouldn’t have crossed as she slapped the back of my head causing the cup to spill out and up my nose.“You’re done.