She was still on the edge of orgasm, still turned on. But fear was slowly creeping up on her. Laying her head back down, she starts to slip inside her...elf. Concentrating on breathing, she supposes the whips will be next."Lawrence, I have her warmed up. Shes easily able to handle youtr pins now, I believe." Thank you, David."Lawrence gets up, and walks over to the armoir. Bending his knees, he slides open the bottom drawer. Pulling out a large bag of clothespins, he walks over to the. " She nodded, and I released my grip. Myhand neared her dripping pussy and I couldn't bare the lovely smell. Istarted to lick her juices, and I started to finger her. I could feelher clenching the hard, wooden plug in her ass, and so I roughlyshoved two fingers in her pussy. I twiddled them on her bloatedG-Spot, and in nearly 2 minutes of this torture, she threw her headback,, and moaned like crazy. By this time, the man had returned, andhad been watching from his chair. He had retrieved a. 'Let him have my robe — the one on the hook on my bedroom door — and ask your mum to put his trousers and underpants in the dryer.'Mel sat up and slid off me, threatening to set my boner off again, and grabbed my hand.'Come on, Uncle Jeff, soon have you out of those cold wet clothes and into something warm.'Did she know what she was saying? Did she realise the ambiguity of her remark? My cock lurched again, needing no better signposting, and it's as well I'd turned away from both Mel and John. I easily rose to 8 rock hard inches like a boomerang several times in the bus. I wanted to undress her right there, especially when she looked me up and down. Now I was no dweeb. I was 6 feet tall and cut. I was a wrestler and cross country runner so I had the confidence to pound her silly and man was I ready. I think she knew I was huge down there because she was after me all the time and made it clear, " I can see more of you than others". But I didn’t really know it until weeks later..