He sends me a real naughty letter including an excellent drawing of me "Frank" and my husband.I was tied up on a mattress with my arms above my head, ...blindfolded, my legs wide spread, a dildo in my pussy and wood pegs with weights in my nipples, Frank had firm grip at my thigh and was lubricating the tip of an anal vibrator with some jelly.My poor helpless husband was lying on knees and shoulders, gagged, knees tied together and his arms handcuffed behind his legs, in that position he surely. Luckily for you the person in the carbehind was a doctor he stopped the bleeding until the ambulance got youhere. You lost a lot of blood. It was touch and go for a while, you'vebeen in a coma for a week."I reached up to my face, I couldn't feel any bandages but checkedanyway. "Oh no, Michael you weren't scarred on the face."I looked down the bed to my legs, although they were strapped down, Icould clearly see the outline of two. "So where did I lose the bloodfrom then?" I lent forward and with. I wanted to break her. I wanted to push her limits. I pulled my fingers out and stood up and kissed her soft lips and I pulled her head back by her hair. I grabbed her hand and shut off the water and made her come with me. I lead her to the bed and told her to lay down. Little did she know that I was hoping earlier she would be coming back to my room so I set up the restraints just in case lol. I layed her back and straddled her waist. She asked what I was doing and I said just lay back and. In fact, it was the prodigious donkey dick proportions of his uncut cock--in both length and girth--coupled his unquenchable desire for her that reduced her to so much melted butter. He wielded such an overpowering sexual magnetism over her, that she threw caution to the wind and broke her cardinal rule: never, ever, venture beyond the cyber realm into the real world with her admirers-no matter how tempting they or their endowments might be. Yet, in this case, Samantha was virtually powerless.