‘Scoot to the middle of the bed, and lie back.’ He commanded. I obeyed his order, and then laid down when he made the motion. I felt him raise my ...ands above my head. He stepped away from the bed and I attempted to lower my arms, but they didn’t budge. I looked up and seen why: he had screwed a large hook into my headboard and looped the chain between the handcuffs around it. My face flooded with heat and I turned my head to the right. I couldn’t bring myself to look at him, I didn’t want him. I had a lack of blood circulating to my brain and I guess that she just wanted the sensation of my tiny sperm in her mouth and cunt. After some 5-10 minutes of mercilessly hard and deep doggy style fucking her like a bitch in heat I needed a break. She turned over climbed on top of me face-to-face and started riding my cock cowgirl style which was physically much more comfortable for me given the considerable age difference of twenty years between us. While she was working her cowgirl fucking. "I can't blow you very long, Ben. I need your sperm inside my pussy, not on my lips. I just hope you last as long as you did on Valentine's Day." She pulled him onto the bed next to her.Dimples laid back with her head propped up on a pillow with her eyes closed and masturbated while he attended to her nipples."Come on Ben, fuck me. I've been thinking about this all day."Like she had said, she was wet, dripping wet. Her moisture felt like the albumen of an egg flowing inside her. Penetrating her. At leasttomorrow is Saturday so I can sleep in.I woke up that Saturday morning and as my eyes focused I thought wherethe hell am I? I looked around and instead of my apartment I wassomewhere strange, like a flashback to one of those corny sitcoms fromthe 50's. I tried to get out of bed but my body wouldn't move. Try as Idid nothing responded but as the rest of my senses started to awake Ifelt there was something very different about me. Everything felt verydifferent and the scents attacking my.