Now, remaining in this deep trance, I want you to open your eyes again."Mindy did so and the vision before her took her already straining breath away....Sandy was writhing in the soft candlelight, her hair a sweaty, disheveled mess. Light glinted off of the chain that captured her still clamped nipples. Her skin glowed with perspiration. And her face ... her face held a look of utter helplessness mixed with desperate, complete arousal. The desire that this sparked in Mindy caused her hypnotic. You are never this loud. You’re normally under and soft with your passionate noises as you near cumming. Not this time, however. You aren’t incredibly loud, but most definitely louder than usual for you.You begin to thrust back at me as I begin to pound your pussy hard. You're so wet that there is a very loud squishing noise as we come together. Your ass and my waist are now making a very loud slapping noise. You can feel every inch of me as the tip of my cock assaults your cervix.I hear you. Her Dad was a big man, over six feet, maybe 280 pounds, balding, and with an obvious liking of beer (judging from his stomach and the constant beer by his side.) Her mom was more petite with speckles of gray in her brown hair. Her brother, Tommy, was a handsome 17 year old. Lauren told me he had been an all-state football wide receiver as a sophomore and was even better now approaching his senior year. He was tall like his father, but with out the fat. Dinner at the table was like any other. ‘I’ve cut out a lot of pictures of you throughout the years, your graduation from college, your acceptance to the company, the promotion to vice president, I have them all. Our local paper puts in a lot of information on local people that succeed. Anyway back to my story, I only have three songs to tell you. ‘As I mentioned I was cutting out your picture and my daughters came in and asked me who it was. I told them an old boyfriend from high school. I collected a few articles about you through.