We are here to celebrate your divorce. It will be fun”. I didn’t want to seem like a prude and so didn’t object when Bob took...me by the wrists and began to put black leather cuffs on each one. “Okay, Jill”, I said, “you will take care of me, right”? She smiled and said “Oh, yes, Dear, I will take care of you”. Bob quickly hooked a rope to both of my cuffed wrists and pulled my arms straight over my head until I was on my tip toes. I felt my skirt, which was. And did the most logical thing . Tried to wake her up . I called her name out "Aunty Em (Emily) wake up! " "Youre in my bed!" " Wake up" Louder and louder. Nothing. She was out . I tried rocking her back and forth . Turning music on loudly in the room. Calling her name more. You name it . Eventually giving up and sitting on a chair at the end of the bed. Grabbing my chips and continuing my perverted stare between her thighs. Her pussy lip had slid all the way out from my rocking her body back. I don’t care about our relationship all I care about is you.After listening to this she suddenly grabbed me and kissed me on my lips. I was stunned and started kissing back. Our kiss got more passionate and our tounges started to meet and we could taste each other. That was the best kiss I ever had. Varnita was a pro in kissing. While kissing I started fondling with her boobs. It was an open area we couldn’t do much but I opened her bra and pulled her t-shirt till her neck. What I saw was. Her brother sometimes would watch her training sessions and he constantly patted her on the top of her head and told her, “You are being a very good girl, Betty!”She found his approval strangely comforting because it affirmed her perception that she was just as sexual as any other teenaged girl and she was doing things correctly if the truth be known.Unfortunately, Betty had been discovered in the “down on all fours” position experiencing a strong orgasm when her parents came home unexpectedly.