"Don't remember me, I suppose," she said with a small laugh. "Shall I give you a clue?"I scrambled up to my feet and tucked my unlit pipe in my pocket... She was barely five feet tall but certainly well made and wore a happy smile on her lovely face. "A clue, please," I said. "I'd hate to admit I didn't remember anyone as pretty as you are." Blatherskite," she cried, "such garbage. Well," she tossed her dark hair about and then grabbed a yard of it and waved it at me. "Perhaps this has thrown you. I don’t know what he gave me but I felt like I was floating in and out of a dream after that.Then I could hear him talking quietly. I could feel his hands on my breasts but I could also feel hands on my inner thighs. But I couldn’t move. My hands and feet were tied to the head and foot boards of the bed. I opened my eyes to see what was happening and they were both standing over me. Then I lay there and nothing seemed to matter except the nice feelings from being touched. Uncle E was. My pink bra was clearly visible through the transparent material. The lycra mini was very short and very tight. As Traudi pulled it up my stocking clad legs, her hand brushed several times against my rock hard cock tightly trapped in the satin panties. “Mmmmm, what have we here?" she asked as she cupped my panty clad balls in one of her hands. Her hand felt fantastic sliding back and forth along the silky slick material. I could not hold back as she slid her left hand around to caress my ass. ‘Oh, yeah, I told him he could have you full time if he knocked you up!’‘BbbBastard!… OOh JESUS FUCK!’ That does it. I wail as I stiffen and cum hard.My whole body shakes, squeezing him inside as the orgasm crashes through me. He pounds into me through it all, hands pulling my hips roughly back to him until, with a final thrust he buries himself to the hilt and lets loose. I feel his cock throb as his cum pumps deep into me, and I’m still going, milking him of his cream, heedless of the risk,.