’ She curled back under the covers and delivered a swift kick to Jon’s arm, signifying that he should move so she could stretch her legs. ‘I don...��t even know why I let you come up here,’ C.K. reasoned to herself. ‘I don’t know what you’re doing,’ she glanced at the red numbers on her alarm clock. ‘It’s only eleven at night. Aren’t the parties just starting?’ She felt the weight on the bed were Jon had been shift to the back of her, and his warmth seeped through the blanket to spread through her. Slowly, tenderly at first, eyes wide open, looking into my eyes, you kiss me again and again. I can feel your cock harden against my stomach as each kiss gets more and more passionate. As your wet tongue meets mine, I definitely know this is going to be a time neither of us will ever forget.I’ve had it planned for weeks now that I wanted for us to be able to enjoy each other nonstop for 2 days, to savor each second we are together, but WOW! This is moving fast, and I so want our first. She started to shake. I quickly told her that I only wanted her to look at his picture, not see him in person. She calmed down almost immediately.I said, "Do you think that you can look at his picture?" Yes, Mistress. I think that I can do that."When I took out his picture, she started to shake again, but got herself under control. "Yes, that's him. I'll never forget his face." His name in Barrington. Do you remember the man who tied us up several months ago?" Yes, Mistress." They look very. Please help me resist her." My by that time sobbing wife implored of me."We need to find out her intentions so the next letter she sends you; we'll open and read it together." I told her as I gathered her into my arms.Two weeks later, I saw the letter on the end table beside my recliner. The return address label said Steve and Pamela Harmon and I was surprised from finding out that Pam had married. I left it where it lay and went to find Mel. She was in our bedroom and I could see anxiety on.