She wiggles her hips and the tight hem of the skirt hikes up another inch revealing more of the lace fishnet stockings pouring down from her thighs to...her toes. A dainty pair of three-inch heels just seems like overkill at this point. She’s a tempting weapon of seduction.After a rough drag of her fingers through her jet black hair and a swash of gloss on her lips, she hits a pose in the mirror. She wears the look of scandal like a second skin.“Good.”For a “quirky, hipster nerd” she’s. I firstpicked up those handcuffs as a joke, but when I was home alone, I foundthat they were fun to try to escape from. I'd cuff my hands around thecheep white painted banister throw the key against the other wall and tryto reach it with my feet.It was fun feeling so secure. I quickly moved on to just about anyrestricting thing I could find, electric chords, packing tape, duct tapeand then rope. Since my mom camped to those events on the weekend, she hada decent amount of jute rope. I'd snag. He took my top away to expose my creamy white tits. I put my arms around his neck to kiss him. My tits pressed against his bare chest, and he kissed me back, then leaned over and sucked on each nipple.”“And speaking of fucking, I think it’s time we get to know each other, Dan,” Bev smiled, taking him across the room to another couch. I guess no one wanted to use a bedroom to fuck. Bev put her arms around his neck, and they kissed. He untied her blouse and took it off, admiring her bare tits. For sending your high school seniors and college age daughters to the beaches of sunny Florida for Spring Break.You know that for the last 6 to 8 months we've been putting up with your parents. Your whiny, lard-assed, always complaining parents that you are overjoyed to see head off to Florida every winter. Otherwise you would have to listen to them complain, right? That's OK. We tolerate them. They're good for the economy. Even though they drive 40 in the outside lane of a four lane Interstate.