So imagine the time that it would take - to get the ropes so artistically over and around you body -- think about being blind folded and my hands and ...he rope as they together move over your body -- the rope staying there -- you feel the pressure of it -- little by little you can relax your body - and still you will not move -- the rope bind you -- till you are completely tied -- it is a peace of living art - you are that art -- now like any other artist I would want to admire my art. Do you. “I have a question for you.” “Okay, what is it?” “Are you ready to have a very pleasurable, sex-filled few days?” I immediately blushed a little. “You are as direct here as you are online,” I said. “No.” Joe shook his head, a smile creasing the corners of his mouth. He leaned forward and quietly said, “Direct would be asking if your cunt is wet from the vibrating egg inside it.” “Joe! Really!” I squirmed in my seat, aware of the damp patch in my panties. “I told you, Brie, this time. ”“Okay, since you put it that way. How will you get here?”“Joanne’s mom is coming to town for a meeting or something and she offered when I told her about you.”“That’s pretty nice of her but please promise me that you won’t bring her up to the flat. I’m pretty fragile.”“I promise. Is there anything in particular I can get you?”“Nah, just you.”“Okay then bro’, but if you need anything when I’m there, just ask.”“Thanks Sis, I appreciate that.”“No problem. Listen,” she said quickly, “it’s late so. The blonde noticed and told me to cast off so we could go for a ride. "If I am going to pay for this ride, I want the ride now." She said. I reminded her that all fee's were waived. She would have none of it, she said, if others paid, so would she. I readily agreed to reinstate all fee's for rides of any kind. The redhead just smiled and grabbed my cock. Feeling it grow she started to moan. Her towel under her butt started to get wet as she stroked my hard cock absently. Before I could cum, I.