Mio hikes the chemise up a little further and spreads her legs even further until she is fully exposed.She then hooks her fingers at the micro panties...barely wrapped around her waist. She starts to pull lightly on them, moving them from side to side, almost reveling her pink entrance, yet keeping it covered just enough to make the detective ache to see it in its entirety. The little patch of fabric quickly becomes damp with her juices.Mio works the string a little harder over her clit and. My ankles are cuffed to the foot board posts. I’m laying there on the bed in a giant X. I have a ball gag in my mouth. I can’t talk, though I can mumble out slightly. I’ve never done anything like this before, but I trust this man that I’m with. I can’t see him, of course. I can’t even hear him. Where is he? Is he even in the room still? I stir lightly against my chains, testing how secure they are. I find quickly I’m not going anywhere. I lay there as my breath gets a little jagged with. For her age, Angela could pass for a nice looking MILF, no doubt at all; she had a tight body, perfect legs and a sexy look in her eyes behind the glasses…I heard her talking about many things, while I just was thinking of me kissing those plump red lips and sucking those firm tits pressing against her tight business woman’s white blouse. After dinner I invited her some drinks at the bar. I then received a call from my sweet Ana and left Angela there alone at the table.I was a bit tired after a. I hope he’s gonna be all right.” Ryan’s downcast eyes and crestfallen face was more than Stacey could take; he was almost always happy and very much the eternal optimist. He sat, dejected, in a desk near hers. She got up, found a desk next to him, and sat, facing him. His beautiful brown eyes slowly met her hazel ones as she lifted his chin with her fingers. “I’m sure he will be just fine, Ryan. We all know how hard-headed Danny is, nothing will stop his recovery!” With that, Ryan’s face lit up.