I just figured that she was never going to do it.One Saturday night Marla, a friend and CO-worker of Tracy’s invited us to a housewarming party. At ...he party Tracy and I were talking to Marla and her husband Ken, in the kitchen. We were talking about the difficulties of moving and home ownership, when Marla mentioned that their water heater made a strange sound. Tracy told them that I was very handy around the house and that I might be able to discover the cause. I agreed to take a quick look,. ." I feel you move closer to me your dick sinking deeper into my pussy, stretching me and making me gasp. Your grip tightens in my hair as I automatically arch my back in response to more inches. You dont want me to adjust my way, you want my to take it your way.You give the rope on my wrists a final pull, just to make sure its taught and stiff. I groan with the extra pressure placed on my body and you laugh that deep chuckle. I dont have the leisure of thinking about my pain as you grab the. Soon it would be time to move again, there was a multi-clan gathering, and everyone was making their best clothing and finery, also crafts to trade. It was half carnival and half family reunion, deaths to be learned of and morned, marriages to be celebrated, births announced, and engagements proposed. Also, it was half olympics and half county fair, with cooking and weaving contests, and athletic feats and challanges. It was a time for everyone to show off, and gain recognition if they could.. Your words, so enticing, holding the promise of unspeakable pleasure I know firsthand, you will deliver with fever."Yes, Sir!" I moan, my lips quivering with anticipation.Your mouth hovers close to my lips, so fucking close, you breathe me in, inhaling my desire."Look at me baby!" you command in a stern but sexy voice. My eyes snap open and meet yours just as you begin to slide your hand between my legs."Oh my God, fuck yes, Sir! Mmmmmm, yes, please!" I beg him, panting and quivering with raw.