The photographs, though . . . he is pleasantly surprised to receive them, knowing full well how much she despises being the subject of any picture. Ph...tograph #1A close-up view of her bound breasts, rubber bands of various sizes and colours criss-crossing. Her already-generous breasts appear even larger, swollen by the constriction of the bands. The notation on the back of the photograph reads: Instead of a spank for each year, a snap instead?Photograph #2A second close-up view of her. Jeanette had laid there all night, her nocturnal activity moving from self induced orgasm to panic at what she was surely now so irreversibly involved in, and then once again driving herself to rapturous imaginings at what lay in the months ahead. Time after time she spread her pale thighs to drive her fingers harder and deeper, rubbing frantically and aggressively , her pubic area aching for more. She arched her back, dug her heals into the mattress and strained her abdomen out as if she were. He moved his hands down and firmly grabbed my ass cheeks, pulling them apart so he could fuck me even deeper than before. He was really getting aggressive... so dominant and I was totally pinned down under him with his full body weight on mine. I couldn't escape even if I wanted to. I didn't want to. I knew there was no going back... ever. "Oh yes Neil.... take me... I'm yours" I whimpered. His bulging cock felt like it was twice the size as he pounded me harder and harder. "Oh yes boy, I own. She pointed to where she wanted me to sit and then sat opposite me. Over the next few minutes she didn’t say anything regarding the girl I had told her about and I wondered what was going to happen.After she had poured the tea she sat down and began to grill me about my relationship. She asked me to describe the girl and when I admitted that she had big breasts she stumped me by asking if they were as big as hers. Again I went red in the face and that’s when she became a little domineering in.