" Don't count on me making any moves. I still think you are too good to be true."When they finished cleaning and drying Heather, Paul carried her to t...e queen-size canopy bed in the first room. Cindy turned down the covers, and Paul laid her nude body in the bed. As he turned, his full erection was pushing out of his shorts.Cindy looked at him with an open mouth. "My God, you are big," she whispered as she walked to him in a daze. She stood on her toes, and kissed Paul on the cheek. Then her. I repeatedly pounded her with my fingers pulling them out to rub her wet pussy and rest my arm for a second. Each time building her up to another incredible squirting orgasm. I could see it in her face that this was an incredible bliss for her. One like she could never have imagined experiencing. She was now speaking in slurs. Bursting out in unrecognizable words I could't understand between her screams and gasps for air. After repeatedly finger fucking her G spot and rubbing her pussy. I did as I was told, and he gently attached the one handcuff to my thumb, just above my knuckle. He passed the little chain through the locking ring and then attached the other cuff to my other thumb! I was now secured to this small table, my back to the room and facing into the corner! He gently kissed me on the cheek and reminded me to be a good girl and to enjoy myself. I panicked a bit, but he reminded me that he would be seated at the bar, only about 10 feet away. He stepped away and left. M. The next day at 10 in the morning the boy came to me on the road and said that he had seen the whole incident of sex of myself with his mother in the bath-room and also bed room. We two laughed at it profoundly again and again and I touched at his naked penis this time and he touched my naked vagina again and again. That night the boy and myself played a lot of sex games in the dark room when his mother was again and again trying to raise his father’s penis in her hands but in vain. The next.