Some time later, she opened her eyes to a throbbing pain in her skull. Had she gotten drunk and passed out? Was she hung over? She tried to lift her h...nds to rub her eyes– tried being the key word. Her wrists were tied down. She took in her surroundings all at once– she was on her bed, spread eagled and tied with ropes to the four posts of the bed. And–oh, God, she was only wearing her bra and underwear. And of all of the pairs she could have worn, she had picked the raciest of the lot. She. About her though, Madam Nina was a married woman, She was 40 back in 2011 (she's 44 now), and have k**s, I think about 3 of them. She was mostly an art teacher back at my old school, occasionally substituting as a math teacher. Her body was pretty damn good for a 40 year old MILF, still shapely and curvy, and have a nice ass. Her ass was so fine, every time she wore a skirt, her ass would look like they're bulging a bit. She's got normal sized breasts, and she looked absolutely gorgeous, in a. Cole booked a room at the Grayson House, a Victorian era bed and breakfast a few miles from town. The cozy intimacy of the place and the light snow that fell throughout the night provided the perfect setting for romance. Even though the drinking age in their state was twenty-one, Cole managed to wrangle a bottle of pink champagne from a sympathetic liquor store clerk after telling the guy that he and Ellen were celebrating their engagement. ‘Hey, you’re old enough to fight for your country, you. She smiled as I backed away from her pussy with cum over my face. She sat up and licked all the juice off my face. When she backed away, she said ‘You’re the best cunt lapper I ever had. Are you a virgin, baby?’ she said and I shook my head no. ‘Well, since you did something for me, I’m going to reward you. Get your hands and knees and close your eyes.’ I did what I was told, ready for what was coming. I heard some noises behind me and then I felt the bed shake.Aunty smacked my butt hard and I.