I started to become obsessed with whether she was actually still out there or not and if so was she ‘ok’, and at length I grabbed a blanket and pi...low and spent the evening and a very night long lying right next to the doorway. I’m sure we heard each other moving about and even shivering a bit and I thought I heard her beg ‘Please’ ever so quietly a few times during the night. Morning finally came, she had won and I cheerfully admitted defeat. I put on my tea kettle to boil and opened the. David and Sarah laid there in the pool of their combined juices, panting and feeling satisfied, for what seemed to be the first time ever. The veil of satisfaction slowly lifted as the warm southern breeze caressed their skin from the front door. Sarah, however quickly stiffened. "What time is it?" With a rush of reality they realized they were distracted and would be expected more than an hour ago at the family farm. Sarah barely said a word and darted the stairs naked and jiggling all the. No mercy, no stopping, hands on her back tied like guantanamo gang style, zip ties, three on forearms, and two interlaced keeping upper arms bound so she can not take the dick out of her mouth.And it is very practical when one puts a lady down in a certain way, bent over the couch, ass exposed to any kind of invasion at any given moment, it is practical, when she is not moving :) When she can only look behind her with fear in her eyes, mixed with a certain death wish, off an asshole getting. ”His hand moved upwards. To her upper thigh, to the hemline of her dress. She felt her face flush.Then his hand passed around to her inner thigh. Amanda froze.“You’re drenching your thighs,” he growled smugly. “You like this.” His fingers were now under her dress, just below where her panties covered her.“No, Daddy, I—ugh!” She grunted as he tugged her hair, forcing her to look up at him.“Don’t lie.” She felt him pressing her sodden panties into her, still not right on her pussy, but so close..