It did not let her arm move much beyond the spot it was secured. Similarly, her legs were also staked down, and she was spread eagle in the middle of ...er bed, naked. He had met her at the door, kissed her and taken her to the bedroom where he made sure she was ready, and they established a safe word. He had then undressed her, and they had showered before he had her lay down in the middle of the bed while he secured her arms and legs. By the time she finished, her pussy was awash, and her. She enjoyed his increasingly heavy breathing as she rubbed, squeezed, and fingered his dick. She would often have an orgasm when he yelled with delight while ejaculating. Regina would keep rubbing his dick so she could feel the cum seeping through his pants.After a few weeks of this, she unzipped his pants while they were tongue kissing. As soon as she touched his boner he exploded. They continued to make out and she tried again to get his dick out. She was successful the second time and. Then there was Miss Howard, but I think she was just drunk when she sat watching me shower in the girls locker room. I even let her dry me off. She kind of lingered over my vagina. I actually kind of liked it in a creepy sort of way. She even bound me all up after the whole thing happened. I guess I should start saying pussy, snatch or cunt -- vagina just sounds so clinical.Anway, back to my story. My parents are pretty awful. They made me wear long dresses and long-sleeved shirts in public up. Down here in my part of the South it isn't even needed to have a yacht... a shantyboat does just fine. Oh, I guess that yachts would attract a more expensive type gal, but I like the ones I get just fine.You don't know what a shantyboat is? Ahhh, I'm not surprised. They've sort of gone out of favor since outboard motors and inboard-outboards came on so strong. You might say that they've gone upscale and high price and get called houseboats, floating palaces, gas hogs, and lots of other things.