Now.” His voice commanded. She did just that. A handcuff went around her left wrist, then her right. He told her to spread her arms out. She didn’... want to, she knew this would be bad, but thinking of her mother, she did it. He got under the table before she heard an odd clicking noise. With every click, her arms were pulled more and more to the edge of the table. soon her arms were straightened to their fullest, trapped, exposing her small breasts.“Ratchet straps. They work wonders. Ok, now. Anne, his wife, was something of a sun worshipper. She revelled in the heat of the suns rays; loved the smell of the lotion, the feel of the heat, the lapping of the water. Jon did not understand this. He retreated to the bar.Sitting down with his book, and an ice cold brew, he finally relaxed. The hum of the air conditioner settled his muscles, the artificial cold air making his beer taste all the more crisp, allowing him to become engrossed in his literature.Jon had been married to Anne for 3. This was to be shared. She could feel the eyes on her in anticipation, the eyes devouring her body. The electricity shot through her, making her come alive and flushing her with arousal.Back and forth. She ran her finger around her opening, now dripping with wetness, and flicked her finger inside. Her other hand fondled her breast, tracing the shape of her nipple as if her finger was a tongue. Back and forth, she imagined, picturing a man sliding his hand back and forth on his throbbing hard. The next evening me and my mother had gone out for some shopping.As per our plan i took a lonely road and my friends who were already waiting surrounded us. They acted like beating me up and pushed me aside. My mom got scared watching all this and tried to fight them. Now was alone against 4 of my friends ..she had no chance. Two of them caught her hands. They then tore her saree and she was left standing only in her blouse and petticoat. She being the bossy type started abusing my friends.This.
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