I am blindfolded. I try to move but it's of no use, I am handcuffed to the back of a chair and completely nakedThe door opens. I ask who it is but no ...esponse. "who are you?", "where am I?" But only silence. The door closes and I hear footsteps of high heels coming towards me."Please let me go" I ask. But I get no response. The footsteps have stopped, she must be right in front of me. I softly hear her breathing."Please, please let me go, I haven?t done anything wrong.." out of nowhere I feel a. It was several moments before Ruby began the long trek back to herself. Ben sat there watching as the exhausted young girl slowly regained her senses. Still laying on the desk with her ass sticking out exposed and vulnerable, she moaned softly as her sensations in her tattered mind began clearing up. She was panting for breath and totally worn out. It was just the condition he was hoping for. Ben stood up and unzipped his pants, freeing his cock and letting his pants and boxer shorts drop to. Though about 6 months previous the husband had left after a blazing row that had been heard by the whole street and I hadn't seen him since. So it was either the daughter, her boyfriend or the mother. The daughter wasn't really my type - a bit of a snotty goth, the boyfriend again wasn't really my type - and whilst not being gay, I had sucked and wanked a couple of cocks in my time ( me I'm 64 by the way and live on my own). The mother was quite a small woman, pixie like with short blonde hair. I started to say no. When Gail said with an even more excited tone, "I love cleaning up a fresh cream pie, licking up all that lovely sex juice. All you need to do is relax and you will be spotless down there." I looked at her thinking "how gross" but all of a sudden the thought of Gail between my legs licking me, cleaning me, excited me. I knew that I had had to be very messy down there because I could feel his sperm slowly running down my inner thighs. Thinking of her licking me down there.