I imagine stroking her nipples and she moans. I feel my own nipples being stroked, and I glance down to make sure that I have not started doing that t...o myself. My hands are still at my sides; this is all being done with my mind.It feels incredible, and Melissa is enjoying it as much as I am. I return my gaze to her boobs and continue my virtual caressing. My fingers squeeze her nipples, and I feel mine being squeezed. We gasp together again.I surrender to the feelings, making love to Melissa's. My back can be arched slightly and I can maybe turn my head. But I prefer laying like this, seeing out through the balcony door. I grabbed one of the metal beams in the headboard while settling down on the mattress before and he wasn’t late to react. My arms are now stretched and my hands are still holding on to the same beam. Tied in place. How long is he going to make me wait? I was warm, I could feel the heat pulsating between my legs as he tied me. Now the anticipation and excitement is. His facial hair tickled me again, but I kept a lid on my giggling. I didn't want to hurt the mood at all, but after a tickling moment, his lips slowly drifted off mine."So, is it confirmed that we like each other, Cadence?" Yes."He nodded and lazily brought his hand to his dick. I smirked at him, and he took that as permission to allow it into my slit, rather than just massaging it. As I felt the head pushing onto it a bit, he grabbed onto my right thigh and shoved it into my pussy."Oh, you are. "Please let me sleep with you tonight Fenton." He looked at the soft flowing hair and downy arms, with her puppy-dog eyes, and smiled as he pulled her close."Of course Cindy." He kissed her forehead as she closed her eyes; he knew having her there would stop him masturbating later; his cock was already beginning to swell again as his thoughts drifted back to the magnificent woman who had so quickly stamped her authority upon him; she was so controlling and he could not believe just how much he.