The feel of our nylons touching was electric. All the while John was looking me over. My dress was just shy of knee length when standing but of course...had ridden up when I sat. It was such a thrill to see him trying to peek under. Once or twice I slightly parted my legs. Just to tease. I felt so sexy. Even if this didn’t go any further, I thought, it was turning out to be a wonderful experience. After a while, Ann said that we should go up to the bedroom. Taking me by the hand, she led the way.. She was my girl even then, that was understood, but it was also understood that the sex was free-wheeling, anything-goes… provided everyone was willing. Kaitlyn was always willing. I’d woken up any number of times to her sucking my cock while one of them fucked her from behind, or fucked her myself while she gave one of them a blowjob. When I’d awake or walk in to find her giving one of them head she was invariably hot, wet and ready; Kaity loved sucking cock, and the taste and feel of a hard. I catch your hands and pin them to your chest, my lips hungry and sweet on your throat... Deftly, your slender wrists caught in my strong grip, I reach to the back of my belt and pull out a glittering pair of steel handcuffs. Without waiting for your permission or even acknowledgement, I place them against your wrists. As they snap closed, you hesitate and try to pull your hands away, but I overpower you easily and lift the handcuffs above your head. The short chain separating the cuffs slides. Pictures of her at every age, one of her playing at a toddler, her hair tied up in a ponytail, sitting on grass, some toys in her lap, smiling up at the camera. Another of an older Suzanne, glasses perched on her nose, her hair cut short, skinny and awkward looking, peering into the camera with a frown. When they were looking at the picture earlier he had looked at her and said, ‘I didn’t know you needed glasses?’ ‘I don’t anymore. Thank God for laser treatment.’ Her mother told him, ‘I saved.