She shut the door, watching as she put the dead bolt on to lock it tight. He looked around the room, his eyes drawn to the dining room table. It wasn�...�t that long, but that would be okay. She turned around as he looked around the room, not sure what he was looking for. He put the bag down, hearing something metallic clicking as it hit the coffee table“The table should do, Brandy. Sit on the edge.” His cock threatened to break free of his pants, her hand and her lovely body driving his erect so. I lay there enjoying the sensation of his hands caressing me and trying not to worry about what I was doing, what it meant or where it was leading. Leaning over me he stroked and rubbed my bare back silently attentive to every slight move or shallow breath I took, his rolling caressing fingers dedicated to giving me pleasure. It felt so good that I felt a weird kind of guilt, I found myself hoping he was enjoying my body and starting to think of ways of repaying him. He was so tender and. As I lay back on the table he tied my hands and then tied a t-shirt over my eyes. “Why did you do that?” I asked. He replied, “It’s all part of the surprise,” as he pulled my legs back to tie them as well. As I lay there listening to him setting up the machine I couldn’t imagine what he was about to do. The next thing I felt was him lubing me up, and then I felt the tip of the dildo at my entrance. As I was anticipating it’s penetration he was suddenly up on the table on top of me. He seemed. “Don’t you want me?” I groaned, pushing the hard seam of my jeans right up against her hips. She groaned against the feeling. “Mom… I…”“I… Darran is right there. I can’t. It won’t be right.”I’d be lying if I wasn’t disappointed, but I washed it away with a smile. “Let’s take a look at that bed.”I got down to the underside of the bed and used my flashlight to check out the joints. One leg was showing signs of splintering.“Yep, I see the issue here. I’ll fix up some boards real quick. You’ll need.