It was all her idea.”“Didn’t look like you were putting up much resistance. She’s supposed to be your prisoner.”“I still am,” Courtney s...id. She twisted around to show that her hands were still tied behind her back. She wiggled her fingers, gesturing for Kurt to come into the tent. “Why not join us? I’m a prisoner for the both of you.”The big man scowled. Still, he stepped inside, letting the fabric fall behind him to close off the entrance. He approached them cautiously, looking from her to. They broke off their kiss and the woman said, “Screw it, I’ll just drop the little bastards with my husband and I’ll be right back.”I walked Ginger to my room and opened the door for her. She stayed out in the hallway and I went inside. Soon she whispered, “She’s coming.” Shortly they came in and quickly closed the door behind them.The mother said, “Hello. We were never properly introduced. My name is Cindy Collins and I live in Rochester, New York. My husband is here on business and we go home. I'd been her first and only, she a lovely strawberry blonde with a classic 36-22-32 build. Carrie liked to have couples over, enjoyed cooking for them and making them at home. But tonight only Tony'd shown up, and like a good guest with a case of 24 ale.We'd had a fine meal, and shared some drinks and laughs in our tiny home. An hour or so earlier Carrie'd said she'd had an ale too many, and made her way up to the small loft that was our bedroom."Sure, Tony, it's just a look. Oh, she's a lady,. My other hand gently pulls back your robe revealing your beautiful, supple breasts and your hard round nipples. You slide your hand unto my pajamas and start to rub up and down my shaft I'm getting harder by the second, and you're so tight, your muscles gripping my fingers, I kiss your neck and you whisper Take me as you untie my pajamas and let them fall to the floor. I push you further up the bed with my fingers still inside you and you turn over onto your hands and knees, presenting me with.