He was a big burly looking fat guy.. maybe in his 50s.. i instantly began pleading in a mad panic "please ... have you got the key? Can you get me out...of this??"The man walked slowly into the middle of the room holding his hands up in a calming jesture "wooah.. settle down".. he turned his head with a slight grin as he gazed down between my legs as i fought hoeplessly against the ankle spreader in an effort to close my thighs to hide my bare pussy.."Oh dear... you are in a pickle arnt you?"I. One day Frank asked if he could take her out for lunch. Linda happily accepted. So at noon hour they went off to lunch. Linda was surprised as Frank had pre-orderd there lunch and he had planned to have a picnic in the park. So they arived at the park and Frank carried the food and a blanket. He placed the blanket along the shores of the lake. It was a small park but very beautiful and cosy.After lunch they relaxed out on the blanket and Linda layed down on her tummy and Frank asked her if. The guy dancing with my wife quickly moved in and placed his arms onto my wife's waist. This didn't really bother me as I'd seen Amanda dance with a few men in the past and she always pushed them away if they went too far. But this time my stomach turned upside down as I watched my wife throw her head back laughing as she placed her arms around the guy's neck.Still I tried to remain calm as everybody else was pretty much dancing the same way. I put it down to the song and grabbed another beer.. "Fine then," she said pouting. She pushed her ass backwards until my prick was lodged firmly in her crack. She could feel the light pressure against her mound and she wanted more. "I guess I'll just have to tickle you!” I was her brother and she knew all of my most ticklish spots. I was writhing against the bed trying to get away from her as she clamped her thighs around me. One particular buck caused my cock to slip between our bodies. She could feel the outline of it running against her.