He had followed her to church that morning -- on foot -- after observing from a discreet distance her departure from the house. Her church was less th...n two blocks from her home, where, he now was certain, she lived alone. Well away from the church, he waited until, a little over an hour later, she emerged, spoke briefly to a few people, and walked home.At 2:30, he followed her when she left by car, drove to the center of the historic district, parked and entered a large, very old two-story. She finally took the 50 foot length of rope and doubled it over, pulled it around his upper chest and passed the ends through the doubled over closed end. Pulling that taut, she began encircling his upper torso, alternately linking the rope to the vertical bars in the chair and cinching between the slats and his arms, working downward to complete the imprisonment. She grabbed the duct tape and wound more around his mouth and head to near total silence, the lower half of his face a silver. "This is so good Tommy." she moaned. "So fucking good baby."Her kisses were wet, her tongue even more so, she searched and discovered every corner of my mouth, even running her tongue sensuously over my teeth.Her breasts brushed lightly across my chest and she began giving out little squeals of pleasure as my hips moved faster.Reaching down over her back, I found her buttocks and gripped them, holding her down firmly on my upward thrusts, then releasing her as I went down again.Gradually I. He also constantly thought about what they were doing. Pete lived about twenty miles away; it would take less than fifteen minutes to get there. Ginny would be in his bed now, naked. He would have fucked her by now. They would be recuperating in readiness for another fuck. Pete had once boasted to him that he fucked one girl at college ten times in a twelve hour session. He would have been nineteen then of course, but he still reckoned that he could go longer than most guys his age. Ginny would.