Lori and he had bonded in their attempts to console each other. She was the spitting image of Frances when Don first met her: lithe, athletic, vivacio...s. Since Lori left, Don thought more and more of Frances. The picture that Lori had placed on his night table was the probable culprit. Lori's long red hair, her open and infectious smile, that glint of devilry in her green eyes, all carried recollections of Frances.Don smiled as he recalled their sexual escapades. She loved to relay fantasies as. The last thing I remember from that evening was feeling tired and Linda helping me to the bedroom.I woke up sometime Saturday morning in my bed with a terrible headache and pain in my belly. My mouth was dry and I couldn't move either my arms or my feet. To my fear I noted that I was lying diagonally on our bed with my wrists and ankles tied and bound to the bed legs, which were the only possible way to fasten the knots. The pain in the belly got worse and before I had thought about what to do,. Her pussy was sopping wet by this time from all the forplay and I found myself slipping right in with the tattered remains of my rubber safely resting at the base of my cock. She had a near perfect lightly colored and nicely trimmed bush, and I remember enjoying every minute of our first encounter. When I first entered her I could have sworn she was a virgin as she ranked as tight as any girl I had or have been with. The grip her pussy had on my cock was increadible and I remember skiping my. A friend of mine manages it and rents me rooms from 1:00 – 6:00 pm if he is confident the guests will not be showing up until later in the evening. I had made arrangements with him to have such a room this Saturday and I called Nikki, told her to be there and if not, to lose my card.I arrived at 1:00 and prepared the room. At 2:00 my heart was pounding. I told her to be there at 2:00 and by 2:03 I was certain I had misjudged her and was beginning to feel quite the fool. Then there came the.