Then he runs his hands up and down her thighs, first the outside down from her hips, then up over the front, then down the back of them. Finally, up ...er inner thighs to almost her crotch, but not quite. Both hands moving in unison. He makes his touch light. Emma sighs deeply over his touch. As he continues this caressing dance over her thighs a few more times, he presses his face close to her. His nose rubs back and forth over her mons. Taking in the heady scent of her juices that are so. I quickly turned and rushed back down the stairs and spent the next half hour sitting on the pot until the pains, and a lot more, left me.When I got at the top of the stairs I saw Megan walking into the bathroom carrying her nightgown, not wearing it, and thought that was really strange, but didn't think much of it at the time and made my way back to bed.The next morning Megan and I were at the kitchen table and I thought about what I saw the night before, and innocently inquired."Megan, last. It was her turn to catch her breath now, as she then pressed her hips upwards towards my chest, which now what seemed to be like a sweet little begging gesture. In return, I began rubbing little circles on her tiny clit, like I did with her nipple, pressing gently, as my other hand closed fully over her small ripe teenage breast, kneading it, rubbing it, squeezing it, as her hard nipple rolled under my fingers, like a card placed within the spokes of a bicycle tire.We kept on watching tv,. Ready to lose control?" I nodded and got a huge gag into my mouth which was big enough to fill my mouth up but not as deep as i would choke. He bound my hands on his bed. It was a inflatable mask with pipes to my nostrils. I didn't see anything. Realizing that i was bound, blind and gagged, fully under his control turned me so on it made my cock wanting to explode. I layed on his bed with my ass up not able to move propperly. But i also was afraid of what was going to come next. Suddenly he.