"Horsey will be the same for me ..." Veronica mused - unfazed, andSheila relaxed."... And to think ... My big macho husband is scared of Fif..Frances ...He absolutely dreads upsetting her! ... Of course, girls, Fifi is oursecret ... He can continue to tremble before Bossy Frances!" Veronicawas interrupted by Barbara."You see, Sheila, Richard agrees with me ... Frances really is a bossybitch! We have created a monster ..." Barbara halted as she realised theimplications of her outburst, but. To kiss you… without anyone watching," I stutter. She pauses. It’s like she's deciding if that's a good enough excuse. She looks at me. "Why?" she questions. "I don't know, I just figured we're so clos-." "Were you going to tell anyone?" she cuts me off. "Of course not, I would never do th-" She cuts me off again, accept this time it’s with a kiss. I’m stunned. She wraps her arms around my neck and her tongue enters my mouth. I let it, we've done this so many times before but this was so. Plus nylon is a real bitch to break so I know his confidence is misplaced. Then, I hunch down to tie his ankles to the legs of the chair and he gets a good look down my blouse to my half cup bra that lets him see part of the dark aereola of my nipples. I also get a good chance to caress him a bit and I can appreciate that he is all muscle and sinew, a fine specimen. Now he is tied up, I go back to sitting on the desk. I slip my right foot out of my heels and place it on his left knee. My skirt. He'd been getting hornier every week even though his sexual activity had gradually been increasing and he was fucking more and more pussy. Philip reached down to his crotch, wrapped his hand around his big hardon, and he stroked himself up and down a few times. His wife, Mary, was asleep there beside him and Philip didn't want to waken her while he was playing with his hardon. It was feeling really good as he had his hand around his hard long cock and he steadily began jacking himself up and.