As she headed down the path she thought of the pictures that she had looked at the other night of that lucky bitch getting all that cock. She only had...a few. I'm having all of them. She came to a small clearing in the wood and she could hear the group approaching. Her heart was now racing with anticipation. She thought about carrying on running just for the thrill of it. But the group surrounded her. She tried to run past the crowd and a couple of them grabbed her. They held her with her arms. She grabbed her duct tape, pulleda 3' length, attached one end of the length to the top of his chair (?Damnhim, he still ignores me!?) and jammed his head into his keyboard. With thesurprise of the move and size at her advantage, she quickly grabbed his leftarm, pinned it behind him and before he could recover from disbelief of thesituation she had both hands behind his back and his face forced into the keyboard.With the agility she possessed she quickly snatched the strand of tape andwound it. A gentle touch or a loving kiss, would suffice in such a situation. As girls we knew his need, for any of us to take his seed from him, as softly as mother did, that was daddies way, he insisted his girls watch, we had to learn.I grew up believing all men were needing the constant attention of the tender codling of a woman's touch, and seeing my parents, as one, during their copulation, there was no doubting in my mind, or my sisters, that sex was pleasurable, as mother was the one making the. Her short hair bobbed as those glossy lips came ever closer.We kissed, locking lips together in a soft embrace. I could feel the sting from my wound, but I pushed it out of my mind. Her tongue reached out to mind and we pressed closer together. I wrapped my arms around her and pressed my hands into her back, running them up and down feeling the beautiful curve of her body.I felt myself stiffen, struggling against the cloth of my trousers, so I pulled her in and ran my knee up her leg and.