Even Martin’s glowering presence couldn’t diminish her enthusiasm. Not only was she on her way to the Tower, something she had wanted to see her w...hole life, she was out and about in London. She felt a sense of freedom wash over her. She was really here. There was no one to answer to, no one who expected her to do anything. She could go where she liked when she liked. She could even screw who she liked without any fear of judgment or gossip (Martin notwithstanding). This was a good thing,. It seemed to have worked and with her feet on the ground, I manhandle two of her bags towards the car park.At home, Simon receives the same as I did. Legs wrapped tightly and hugs that would squeeze the life out of a gorilla.To save him from the same fate, I get him to help me with the bags. As it’s her first day back, I give both of them leave to do as they please and I find that they hang around the cottage chatting and catching up. Simon is throwing question after question at her and it’s. This is when the dirty thoughts started. I also liked the way she wore quite a lot of makeup. This turns me on in a woman. Mostly the glossy red lipstick. This made her lips look so enviting. Just then timing was amazing the show on tv started talking about younger men being with older women! Great I though. Her mum looked a little nervous but turned to me a crack a joke! I laughed at the joke and placed a hand on her knee. She jumpped ever so slightly and turned to face the screen again. I. She could feel her pussy getting wet and wished she could get her hand somewhere to do something about it, but the ropes prevented that. She began to squirm a little and was able to rub her leg against Dan's. He stirred a little and opened his eyes. He looked over at a twisting Diana and smiled. "Good morning. Sleep well?" Then he seemed to notice her twisting attempts to touch him. "What's the matter? Horny already?" Yes, I'm horny! Last night was wonderful! I've never been so turned on before.