Dip. Bounce. Dip... This time she held it pressed down. Then firmly, slowly, she started rubbing it up and down. Nice circular motion. Up and down. Ro...nd and round. Starting slowly. Then picking up speed. Rubbing the tit harder and harder. Making her boob flesh bounce like jelly. Shaking it side to side, then up and down again. Harder. Faster. Pretty soon the entire breast was jiggling violently in every possible direction. “Haa.... aaaah...... ahhh....” she moaned sensually, her breathing. She grabbed one of my wrists and tied it to what I discovered was a ring on the headboard of the bed. “Lorris, please don’t do this. Please don’t tie me.” I wasn’t beyond begging her not to do it. “It’s okay Bess, I won’t hurt you. Trust me. I’m tying you up for your own good,” this as she grabbed my other wrist and tied it to the other ring. The rope she used rubbed against my already raw wrists. My head was a mere inch from the headboard. “Lift your head Bess.” Miles ordered me from where he. I could feel how wet she was when her pussy would graze against my thigh.She slid down to her knees and grabbed my fat dick in her hands and popped it into her mouth. HIt was warm and my mouth went agape in pleasure when she pressed her throat down around my cock. Her eyes went wide and a choking sound emitted from the back of her wet throat. She had tried to go deep but the size of my dick made it impossible. She gagged. Spit fell from her mouth and ran down my shaft. Her hand groped at my. Tom moved into the guestroom in June and that started an unbelievably sensuous summer.Lovemaking was an immediate problem ... the walls were paper-thin! Our secondhand bed creaked and Priss strangled her orgasms with her face pressed into the pillow."My God, Bobbie ... he'll hear me ... I know he will..." she'd pant."Honey ... the whole world knows we make love at night." But the bed creaks so ... oh God..."But somehow, the idea of him hearing my wife cumm was exciting and I'd urge her into a.