The garage was indeed where i had hidden my secret stash because it was a place she never ventured into, or so i had imagined and i could feel my face...going red. Well, she asked me, what do you have to say ? Did you watch them, i replied. She looked at me and said, well the pictures on the covers certainly made me aware of what was on them, but yes i did watch them. I didn’t know what to say to her and so i lied and told her that i had found them and never got around to throwing them away. The. I let out a small scream, pulling so hard against the straps that I hear the headboard creak against the force.Instead of digging in, he stops, waiting for me to stop moving. The result is me whimpering, begging, "Please.. oh god please okay okay I'm sorry for earlier please.. just.. .goddamnit PLEASE!!"He doesn't give me what I want. He licks the other lip, making my cunt spasm as it begged for an orgasm.I moaning loudly, muscles taut as I pull against the cuffs around my wrists. He watches me. “They are nice, but you have a better butt mom,” Tyler replied.“Alright, I think we’re getting a little carried away,” Julie said, quelling the conversation she started, and then she said, “Now go get ready for our guests.”Tyler felt a little dejected by his mom’s rejection of his compliment, but as he walked away she said, “Honey… do you really think I have a better ass than Mrs. Bradley?”“Are you k**ding, you’ve got a great ass mom,” he replied.Julie smiled back at him and said, “Thank you. But, she assured me she had only ever had sex with one of them, long story.(I've mentioned it before, Jane was a slut with a high sex drive, I'd discovered she was cheating in the past, we had a huge falling out then, I realised I actually enjoyed being married to a dirty slut, I was a voyeur or something! So we came to an agreement; she tells me about her exploits in detail and if possible, lets me watch).So, a flirty, pretty, busty, slutty, blonde haired barmaid was always going to get.