Dan, being a young virile man could not stop himself from checking Mrs Jensen out, and a few times, having to conceal a semi-hard cock. They were almo...t finished, but before they could stop"We have to make sure to stretch" he said.With that they began a few minutes of stretches, including having Mrs Jensen bend over and touch her toes. A good stretch, but once again the young man found himself focusing on her round ass, as she attempted to touch her toes. She has a good 8-10 inches from. His loins tingled and he felt his organ beginning to swell as he cleared his throat. "I've got some iced tea in the house if you like." Sure, " she readily answered. "I'd love some. Come on and I'll fix the glasses."They went in the house and Jerry sat on the sofa. Carol went to the kitchen, found the glasses and iced tea. She brought everything out on a silver tray, one she knew belonged to his late wife."I hope you don't mind, Mr. Jefferson, but I remember all the years Maggie used this tray. "Yes, what are you doing?" Well," she explains, "I'm standing by the side of the bath, wearing my skirt and tube top." No heels?" he asks."Nope, I took them off at the bottom of the stairs." she replies."Okay, well first off I want you take off your top."She complies, lifting the top over her shoulders and pulls it off, letting it drop to her feet."Okay, now what?" she asks."Fondle your breasts. And tell me how it feels," he orders.She raises her hand to her breast, cupping her firm bosom, and. Apparanetly, I do not deserve even the pinching painf of the steel restrains.Instead, she pushes my hand through a loop in small rope. tugging the loop tightly closed around my wrist, twisting the rope around and around rising along my wrists bones, grinding them together before pulling my other hand farther back. Mistress Chelsea wraps my second wrist the same way, using a practiced ease that reminds me, I am not the only slave Mistress Chelsea owns.Once my hands are securely tied, she.