NOTHING.” He took Emma’s hands in his and squeezed them for emphasis. Emma smiled at him weakly.Brent leaned in and kissed her briefly.“Ok,” h... said afterward, “Let’s do this.” He gestured towards the nightstand with a nod at ‘this’.Emma nodded and chuckled. “Ok. Let’s.”Brent laid down and placed his hands over his head. He wasn’t exactly sure how this worked; Andrea and he had never done anything remotely like bondage play. Fortunately, Emma took charge.Emma took the cuffs and maneuvered one. The way they were dancing was making my dick hard. We sent the girls a few pitchers of beer and went over to talk with them. One of the girls in the group approached me and told me they wanted their friend to have one last wild fling. Well that’s all I need to hear and I ordered them more drinks and some appetizers for the table. They were happy since they were all getting a bit drunk. We hung out for a while in the bar and then later one of them suggested we join them in their limo and come. ‘My name is Donovan, by the way. I am sorry that I did not introduce myself earlier.’ ‘Erica,’ I replied, accepting the hand that he offered to me. The skin of his palm felt smooth and cool, like the leather of an old binding. At the touch of his flesh, I could immediately envision that hand running across my breast, down the curve of my stomach. I quickly let go of his hand and wiped my palm down my thigh. It was not at all like me to have that sort of thought run through my head. Donovan. Because of what I have been doing to you, I will help you raise the child. Alright then, well both do that. She said with a smile on her face, placing her hand on the side of my cheek. We both walked back to the bed, and she allowed me to climb in with her. Mom, theres something I want to ask you. I said. Whats that? She said. I grabbed her hand, gently held it, and said Will you forgive me for what I have done to you? Yes, I do. Goodnight. She said, and flicked the lamp off. We both fell.