.. Stop." He placed his hand at the inside of the top of her thigh, just grazed across her protruding inner lips, ran his hand down the length of her ...nner leg, and bent to trace all the way to her ankle. He produced another leather strap with a ring from his pocket and bound it around her ankle. He traced fingernails down her other calf and wrapped that ankle in a strap as well. From the top of the dresser behind them, he retrieved a metal bar with clips on either end. He attached the clips to. You wonder if I am already wet for you. Your cock is hardening, but I pretend not to notice. I move a half-step, and turn so you can see my strappy red fuck-me shoes. I like to stand there and let you look. I run my hands over my breasts, my thighs, smoothing the lace. I am in no hurry. Your cock kicks like a startled horse."Untie me!" you say.I just shake my head and smile a little. You have to be punished. I turn and slowly walk towards the chest of drawers, enjoying the way the high heels. Dawn was wearing the same uniform as the secretary. She whirled around looking like a ballerina as she did.“Hello, Mr. Jackson, it is so nice of you to fly with us today. Come aboard, please, and we will get you seated and on our way to your destination of Miami, correct?” she asked.I nodded that she was correct and followed her to the plane. She had long legs and wore white stockings on them. She looked fabulous. I was enjoying watching her walk to the plane. She stepped up the stairs and. She liked the fact that he never stopped pleasuring himself even if his brainless daughter-in-law Mitzi came in and saw what he was doing. Usually the shy and reserved girl would just stand there and watch them both without saying a single word. The girl worked in a local steak-house and apparently made good money in tips from the guys who felt her ass up and used their old pick-up lines on her to no avail.She was the one who paid the rent for her jobless father-in-law and fixed him his meals.