Laying you gently on the hard wooden bench I step back and look at you , your breasts ,,, large , laying to your sides , I take them individually and ...begin binding them from the base towards the nipples , with each wrap they get harder , as I tighten the bindings they change colors from red to a purple , you feel your nipples tinge as the bindings tighten, you feel a rush you haven't in years run through your body I finish the binds with the ties together and the end laying up under your chin .. No doubt, he would be gossiping with his friends about it all later.Nighet came in and I closed the gate behind her. I instinctively watched her ass wobble nicely as she walked into the bungalow. I remember thinking that Zubair, her unofficial fiancé must be dying to get that ass under him. Maybe he already had screwed her.I had thought about her sexually, I admit. Every guy has fantasies as he hits that age of horniness called puberty and he realize that girls are Very interesting. Nighet was. Then she told about her family and where she lives. She has a daughter who is in 4th std. Likewise, I told her about me. I also told I do massage and I touched her shoulder. She was shocked and slightly moved away. I was scared and there was a silence. We then said bye and went back home. I was feeling nervous. Next day she came and spoke like everything is alright. While talking I accidentally touched her ass but she didn’t say anything. So I thought I’ll do it again because it was so lovely. Thank you for including me in your fun, Dad.”Her father said, “Just do what I tell you to and things will be fine, screw up and I’ll punish you good.”I felt her shiver under me and she got real quiet.As for her mother, my father said, “I didn’t tell you to speak, bitch.”He ripped her panties as he removed them, he pushed her skirt down and off, then Dad flipped her onto her belly as if she were a feather. What followed made me sick. Only Yvonne sucking on my cock brought me back to her. My.