Using zip ties, I tied her right wrist to her right ankle and left wrist to her left ankle in such a way that the hands are on the inside. Thus making...her pussy stay spread and exposed. Now I pounced on her pussy like a mad dog and started licking her like there is no tomorrow.Her juice was salty and tasty. I was going mad by the taste of her pussy. I was putting my tongue deep into her, biting her outer walls literally I was eating her pussy. Then I put a finger in her ass and bent it like a. After Molly left we stayed in this relatively benign position while Ben, still slightly behind me, slowly slid his cock into and out of my sopping wet pussy. To the casual observer we were just watching the group of partiers and sipping our drinks. But behind the wet bar Ben’s rigid prick was filling my pussy walls and hitting every spot inside my cunt, including my clit. I could feel an orgasm building, and I had to fight the urge to pick up the pace and push back on his gently thrusts. . I looked at her and she looked at me. “How do you feel?” she asked.“No pain,” I replied. “How are you?”“I feel fine. However, I don’t think I want to stay here. Take me back and then you can come back.”I took her hand and went to the portal. It wouldn’t open for me. “What’s wrong?” She asked.“The portal won’t open.”“That doesn’t make any sense. Maybe you need to get your box, put it away and then get it again and put it away.”So we tried that along with everything else we could think of. I. When Mrs. Trumble sickened, MC was an invaluable nurse. When theold woman passed on to her reward, in August, MC was promoted tobecome the new housekeeper, to be paid the same as Mrs. Trumblehad been. Of course, as head housekeeper, she is entitled to becalled, "Mrs. Stewart," though she is, in actuality, MissStewart. I had not, since that first night, permitted MC in my bed,though she was willing enough to come, had I asked. Somehow,shame, and the fear of discovery, had held my.