Alia kisses me back, oh so warmly and tenderly. Her tongue enters my mouth. She licks my tongue, the roof of my mouth, my gums, my teeth, my lips at t...e same time she fondles my sensitive breast.I lower my arms to the buttons on her blouse. My trembling hands slowly unbuttons it. I slowly open her blouse and slide it off her soft shoulders. I uncover the most beautiful breasts I have seen in my life! They are about a "D" cup and contoured perfectly, with only a very small amount of sag. The. She had been helpless, depending on him, completely at his mercy. He’d worked her body like a fine-tuned instrument until she was begging for more. She groaned, low and deep in her throat. Never had she expected to feel this way with him. Taking the sponge in one hand, she held out her arm and squeezed warm water down the length of her arm. She found marks on her wrist where the bindings had cut into the soft flesh. She switched hands and did the same to the other arm, noting some marks there. Your cunt feels so good around my cock."His thrusts grow faster, each of them finding the rhythm, moving against one another. The clothespins on her breasts becoming continually more painful. As if reading her mind, he stops and leans back a bit, still inside her. He pulls her back so that she is sitting up with her back against him. Whispering into her ear, "Would you like me to remove those clothespins, as well?"She nods, hoping it will be enough as she isn't sure she can manage words in this. He stammered as he looked up and tried to stand up to move towards me, but I pushed him back into his chair, and from behind my back I brought out a pair of handcuffs that I had bought at the local sex shop in my lunch break the day before. I turned his chair round and cuffed his hands behind him, and then turned it back to face me. Undoing his belt and tugging down his trousers, I could see that already he was aroused, whether by the sight of me or by the sense of imprisonment, I didn’t know..