"Now, I'm going to gently brush your hair back to the crown withoutpulling the brush through your curls," Wendy's mother explained gatheringher son's ...air between her thumb and forefinger. "Hand me that small pinkscrunchie, will you Hon?" No, not that one ... yes, that's right ... that's a good girl. Take itout of the package for me," Madge said.Wendy noticed that the pink scrunchie was exactly same shade as his topand was sure that it wasn't a coincidence."See, Wendy, this scrunchie will hold. She stayed in front and everytime she climbed a boulder I got a few of her taut thighs and her ass in a lacy black thong.We were on a secluded path when she said, "You know, I used to fantasize about having sex out here." Really?" I asked."Well," she responded. "I guess ‘used to' isn't the right phrase. I still fantasize about it. I tried with a guy once. It was a disappointment." Why is that?" I asked. "Did you hear someone coming?" Just the opposite," she replied. "There was no cumming at. ‘Hello, somebody, please … help me!’ Lynn yelled as she kicked her legs and pulled her arms in a massive body struggle to get free. Gravity became her enemy when the tacky rope gave slightly and she almost went ‘flying,’ free falling forward. Lynn grasped the sticky rope to keep from falling and it bound her even tighter. ‘Shit … shit shit shit!’ Lynn spat in anger at her self. Her fear of falling had her stuck even greater than before. ‘How fucking far is it down there? This is unbelievable. I. She tried her best to voice her dissent at Red rubbing the crotch of her panties. “Oh, Marc,” Red exclaimed. She is soaked already. Should I continue my preparation?” she asked, winking at Marc. “Yes, I need her totally ready before we proceed, Red,” Marc answered. Chloe was positioned slightly upside down and there was little she could do. Red manipulated her nether regions expertly. Chloe moaned in both her disapproval as well as her vulnerability to the pleasures washing through her.