Then her hands found their way onto my stomach and she started to feel my abs. She went lower and felt all eight inches of my erect cock. She knew she...wanted it and within seconds she was guiding me back into her. I started fucking her once again, missionary style, leaning forward to lock lips with her. The idea of being caught and knowing that my best friend Leo was going to find out that I was fucking his mom made the sex even hotter and steamier. Only five minutes had passed by when I knew. This is a cushioned, three-way folding bench that raises and lowers. The frame is made of chrome tubes, so it is easy for him to bind me in any position necessary. Master instructed me to assume Position # 31, which is on my knees, my arms straight down below the surface of the table, with my face turned to the side and my cheek flat on the table. My ass must be jutting out towards him, so that he does not need to reach.He then cuffed my ankles together, and tied my wrists to the sides of the. The same hands tugged my t-shirt back down where it had lifted up during the removal of the sweatshirt.The sweatshirt was slipped over my head and I blinked my eyes open. Tara stood above me. She was spreading the sweatshirt out in her hands and examining splashes of paint on it. Dan’s strong arms were wrapped around me – they’d shifted around, cooperating with my de-shirting, but they’d never let me go.“Don’t touch me,” I murmured, pushing feebly at the arms. “It’s all ruined. Don’t touch. Kevin was overjoyed at the thought that he was going to marry a woman that would allow him to anything with her, or with anyone else he chose. The thought had made him erect once more."No," Louise said.Kevin was shocked; it was as if he was with another woman not the lustful slut she had been the night before."Why not?" Kevin whimpered."I just don't want to and that is final."With that she got off the bed and walked towards the bathroom. Kevin resigned himself to jerking himself off, spraying.