"But it's all right if I say so. You can sit down." She did so, keeping her legs side by side, her feet flat to the floor, her knees slightly parted. ...he was wearing shackles around her wrists but her hands were chained in front of her. She put her hands in her lap and sat quite motionless. I could see that her wrists were bruised from the shackles. Her face was bruised too. She had a cut over one eye, and a puffy lip. They hadn't been gentle with her. She could see I was looking at her."They. The bed was rumpled and I told Brian he'd been a good boy and could have his reward now.I unzipped my mini skirt and let it fall to the floor. My nipples poked through the silk blouse and I stood there with legs spread. The door was still open when I leaned forward and gripped the brass footboard and told him to fuck me right there and now! He didn't hesitate. He had some of his own teasing in mind and he kneeled behind me. His nose was pressed up my ass and he tongue fucked my pussy and teased. I was pleased to see as she (Toni) slid back into the driving seat that she had on a slightly flared mini and black stockings, the top of one was just showing and was wetting my appetite.I sat there staring at her lovely nylon encased legs as she carefully drove down these very quiet welsh lanes to wherever she was taking me. As I watched those lovely legs I realised that operating the pedals as she drove was causing her mini skirt to slowly reveal more of her legs and stocking tops. This was. It wasn't a sour smell, but a clean, almost refreshing scent that Frank suddenly wanted to lean into. But, even if he relaxed, he didn't do that. And then it was over, and Frank was surprised to find himself blushing. Oliver, however, left no room for awkwardness as he grinned crookedly and then looked down the dark hallway behind Frank."It looks scary," Oliver observed.Frank laughed. "That's what I said the first time I walked into this house," he remarked, and then gestured over his shoulder..