I got sleepy soon after finishing my wine and blacked out.When I came to I panicked as I found myself in bondage. I realised I had been stripped of my...Marilyn dress and tied spread eagle on my silk bed sheets, tied in some washing line string to my bedposts. All I was wearing now was my strapless bra, the suspender belt and stockings.Looking up I was Mark sucking on a strawberry. He looked so sexy; he had removed his jacket and stood now in a partly undone shirt and trousers which appeared to. ’ He shook his head. ‘Don’t wanna go home. I’ve spent enough time there lately. Ya need me here. Only get into trouble if I’m there.’ I knew then what was bothering Dad, what had made him unwell. It wasn’t his back paining him. His body craved a drink. ‘You don’t have to do this, Dad.’ The line of his mouth grew grim. ‘No Flick, I do. I gotta do it for you.’ His gaze flickered up to meet mine. ‘And for me.’ The tears sprung up so easily I was shocked. ‘Maybe I could call the doctor? Take you. .. but I'm not sure! I might say anything right now... !" I know, I know, Mark... so don't say anything... just kiss me... !"He did, hungrily this time, his mouth crushing down against her soft moist lips, engulfing her as if he were about to devour her! His tongue knifed out to slice between her teeth and into her warm, responsive mouth, his big hands immediately smoothing down her back to encase the firm, fleshy ovals of her buttocks, to caress and cup as he drew her soft belly and loins up. I grabbed those 34-B size assets of her from outside her’s top she was wearing. She took a deep breath. Ohh that smell of her breath. It was turning me on and I started to smooch her again. This time it was so intense from both of us sides that we actually licked each other tongue for minutes.Now I removed her top, the bra was already unhooked. In that dim light of her drawing room what I saw was her boobs and they were looking like those Summer mangoes which you want to just take into your.