John didnt really regret what had happened, honestly. But he was glad to be done with it all the same. Standing at the altar with the reverend, John ...as waiting. I had something so many others would want. Something I wanted…… He didnt know why he enjoyed what he had done so much, but he did. He didnt know why he was getting away from all of it with such excitement, but he sure was. The music changed. The doors opened. All the faces turned back to see the bride enter the place. She was. In his house there was only one coat and Uma (my sister in law) is afraid to sleep alone. I was asked to share the bed.I laid on the side of the bed and her daughter at the center and she on the other side of the bed. I was thinking of her big boobs and my penis got erected. I could not sleep at all. I was nervous but gathered some courage and slowly touched her foot with my foot.There was no response and denial. Slowly I stared to massage her feet and no response! I decided to go for the big. Would Samantha put her clothes back on and we would leave with a lesson learned? Or what would she want to do?Then, unexpectedly, the hands snapped their fingers. The sound and gesture shocked Samantha. The hands were impatient? They wanted her tits back? They wanted to inflict more pain? Samantha looked at me with a combination of apprehension and sheer sex. Then, amazingly, she stepped forward and slowly put her tits back into those anonymous rough hands.Immediately the hands went to work,. .. shit this is so frustrating." I strained against the straps around my wrists as I tried push back on her hand and force her fingers inside me deeper. But she was satisfied to just tease me for a moment, to hear me whimper and beg shamelessly. I was being toyed with, and I knew it. Suddenly, without any warning, she pulled her hand away completely. I cried out, "No... please don't stop... please." My hips continued to hump as I tried to pressed my clit into the edge of the ottoman in.