Grabbing her by the left arm, I led her to my car. When I opened the trunk of my car, she started yelling and tried to kick me again. I roughly shoved...her into my car's trunk. I found an old piece of rope there and began to tie her up. She struggled until I had her ankles tied together. I then ran the rope from her ankles to the cuffs on her wrists. A couple of dirty shop rags made an effective blindfold. A piece of duct tape brought blessed silence when it was slapped over her mouth. I threw. Then I hung on to his shoulders, biting and sucking at his neck, scratching his back, making sounds like an wild animal as he brought me to release for a third time that morning.He kept going, not ready to finish. I gripped low, reaching down as far as I could to drag my nails up along his legs and ass. He shouted my name, but it wasn't that satisfied cry I'd grown to love hearing. This was a shout of triumph, of domination. While he crowed, I put my mouth where his neck and shoulder met,. She arrived around 6PM, pulling into my driveway whereI was waiting for her. She rolled down her window and askedif she could park in the garage since the door was open.I told her I had already planned that so we could have someprivacy. She pulled her car into the garage as I walked inbehind her closing the door.She stepped out of her car in a blue "business"suit. I was in awe as I've always loved a woman who dresseslike that. I walked over to her, reaching around her waist,leaned down and. Wo bhi samajh gayi thi, ki meri nazar kya dekh rahi thi. Itne mein wo half turn hui aur jhuk kar bartan ko saabun aur dish washer se ragadne lagi.Unke dheele blouse se unke boobs ab saaf dikh rahe the. Jiske kaaran mera poora shareer garam ho gaya tha. Ab meri pant aur underwear ke andar se mera lund poora khada hoke salaami dene laga tha. Wo bhi mujhse baat karte hue baar-baar mere lund ko dekh rahi thi, aur muskura rahi thi.Kuch der aur aisa hi chala. Itne mein unhone poocha-Chachi: Kya dekh.