”Mike smiled, “That’s a very common experience. As your guide I shouldn’t help you with that, but if you two wanted to go down on each other t...at’d be acceptable.”Amy looked at Jill and lowered herself to the floor. She lay on her back and pulled her knees to the sides of her chest. Mike came around to get a nice close-up of the cute little snatch. Jill was hesitating when Mike spoke up, “I know this can be a lot for some people, it’s okay if it’s too much for you.” He knew Jill’s competitive. He massaged hermuscles and then fingers, lubricating her palms. She sighed, relaxing despiteher bound state. His tender fingers felt so good against her skin. She shookher head, reminding herself that she had been kidnapped and stripped, touched. His fingers once more moved back down and she trembled as they found herloins, moving inward to her thighs. She moaned as he heavily massaged designsinto her hips and leg muscles, moving downward one leg at a time over her kneeand shin to her feet.. After all the rushing around and little panics of the last few weeks, it all seemed like an anti-climax. She filled a glass with orange juice from the fridge and then walked over to the kitchen window and gazed out of it, as she drank the juice. I suppose I could catch up on the gardening, she thought. What with getting her son ready for his first year at university, she’d neglected the garden a little; well actually quite a lot really. She told herself aloud “Yes, that’s what I’ll do!” But for. As she went on about their exploits, she became more descriptive and I became more excited. I could see her face flush with color. At one point, in a hushed tone, she created for me an image of his cock, its length, its hardness and especially its girth. She talked about how it always felt like it would tear her open no matter how wet she was when he first entered her. Her voice sounded raspy as she talked of how he would begin with meticulous slow thrusts causing her to cum then double the.