That bastard who'd picked her up on the island. "Sure," he'd said, "I'm going your way. Hop in."He was a pleasant enough guy to look at-in his early t...irties, she supposed, neat, clean, with a groovy car. And they'd made the ferry with plenty of time. But as the boat pulled out of the island dock to begin the twenty-minute trip to the mainland, he'd changed from a nice, quiet-spoken dude into a sex fiend who couldn't keep his hands away from Cathy's tits and legs."Stop it!" she'd squealed, not. We decided that the sex we were having with each other was worth something to us. If either of us had the money to visit we would. I had talked to my parents about how she would visit, my mother allowing her to stay in our guest bedroom if she ever were to visit. I thought my mother was just saying that at the time. As a month or two flew by, I had gotten a job and starting saving up some money. I hit that lucky number in my saving account and told Anastasia the good news. She was overjoyed and. Finally day came, i picked her up from home and she told her parents she would be late to reach home. It was 4:00 in d evening. We went to a mall had some coffee and snacks. After half an hour she was like let’s go to your place :)After that we directly headed home, on d way purchased fruit juices and protections ;). Once we reached home, she hugged me tight. And we started kissing me. I pulled her and gave a lip lock she started exploring my lips and i was also inserting my tongue to her. We. Expectant. They were here to see me, and I couldn’t for the life of me work out why.And then ... I looked down.I was wearing a tight black top, barely enough to cover my boobs yet somehow managing to push them up. It had a strap on either side, connecting to the collar I suddenly realized I was wearing. My panties were equally revealing - a tiny scrap of fabric, only just preventing me from being completely naked.My hands were encased in gloves, and my feet were adorned with something similar -.