Jason then took the straps at the top of the binder and laced then under my arms and over my shoulders, buckling them in place. So far, it was no wors... than simply wearing a pair of handcuffs, which I had done many times. But I was already confined, and it felt exciting. I could feel myself beginning to get a little wet between my legs.Jason began tightening the laces. They were quite loose, and though the straps held the binder in place, I could still move my elbows quite a bit. Jason started. Fox ... please, feel free."Two minutes later she said, "Deposit them, Jean. They're good."Two minutes after that, Wili walked over to Billy, handed him his deposit slip, tucking hers in her purse."Let's go to school." She snatched the keys up from the table and ran out the door..."I get to drive!!"Billy was still in a sexual haze imagining those lips and those eyes... 'Megan? ... yeah, Megan.'Wili was trying to climb into the Town Wagon. There was a little fold away step on her side ... there. " So what can we do?" Anything else. I want you to tell me what to do and I will do it."He forced his eyes off her pussy and back to her face. He saw the love shining there, but the fear too. Dimly, he realized just how hard this was for her, how much of an effort she was making.He took her in his arms and kissed her softly. He knew she could feel his cock through his shorts. She pressed closer to him. "I love you, Manjula. I will never hurt you," he said. He tenderly stroked her back,. “Karen, are you okay with me fucking Diane and Brenda?” He had to make sure.“Yes I am honey, I promised them you could. I had decided that letting you fuck Diane sand Brenda would be a wedding present from me to you. I know you’ll show them the same loving and respect you’ve shown me, Wendy, and every woman you’ve been with.”“After all Dad, it’s hard, pardon the pun, not looking at that beautiful hard cock of yours just begging to be fucked,” Diane kidded.“I know what you mean,” Wendy smiled,.