After dancing a while, the two of them would leave, and I would drive myself home. Like tonight, the previous two times Ashley had been very tantaliz...ing on the dance floor. I found myself extremely aroused to see my wife openly flirting with another man. Of course, no one else in the bar knew that she was my wife, until she changed the game tonight. Why had she changed the game tonight? That question, among others, was one I hoped to answer now.We both walked to the back of the Lincoln. There. It was she who advised him that the PsychologyDepartment of the State University in Centreville was seeking volunteersfor a year-long experiment, volunteers who would receive free tuitionand living expenses.Sleep continued to elude him as the bus droned on through the night. Toobad he had used up all the sleeping tablets which the Doctor hadprescribed when he was first told of his parents' death. As hisrestlessness continued he remembered the strange relationship he had hadwith the tomboyish. .. and fell forward.... the rope pulled my feet up and I want to my knees (Bruising them for days)....The rope around my wrists tightened around them and held them behind my back to the waist rope...I squirmed... grunted... and moaned.... I was totally restrained..... grunting into the ball gag and plastic....I could hear him... panting... telling me that he wished he was there.... to feed me .....I could hear him cumming.... watching he helplessly squirm... My head was spinning... I was. Orchids seem to look like the delicate parts of a woman’s welcoming place.The woman who owned the first pussy I ever experienced wasn’t the prettiest, didn’t have the biggest tits, but set a lifetime standard for me. Melanie was my brother’s girlfriend at the time and he convinced her, rather easily as I look back, to take my cherry. That first time I didn’t pay much attention to visuals, as you might expect from a horny teenage virgin, but later when he moved on to another girlfriend and she.