Her head was lolling a bit to one side, but being kept there by a choking leather collar and and its leash wrapped up high to a post attached to the f...oot-board.“Oh fuck, did you turn off her vibrator last night sweetie?” he asked, as he sat fully up right in bed, his ears picking up the slightest sound of buzzing mixed in with quivering bound girl’s subtle whimpers.Anita opened one eye before burying her head back under the pillow and replying, “Nope, I wanted the cunt to enjoy all of her first. Carly was perfectly built. She was a semi-professional ballerina and although only 5’2“ tall she had the physic of an athlete. She had little pretty feet, strong slender legs, a tiny waist and strong torso with high firm 30B breasts. She had a cute pear shaped face with big blue eyes. All this with long curly blonde hair and surfer tan skin! She would turn the head of any man.I think that the best thing about Carly was that she had very confident attitude towards sex. If she thought something. " Christ, the little blond bit. Karla never said a word to me about that either. Bloody-hell, you let him get away with it for long enough though, didn't you?" What do you mean by that? Anyway, she was a brunette half his age and she'd only been married herself for about a year. Are you trying to tell me he was knocking off Rachel, that blond who used to work for him?" Oops sorry, I've got a big mouth sometimes." How would you know anyway?" Saw them in New York together, when we were over there. My problem became more intense when the crying was taken over by her kitten-like snoring. She was dead weight on my body—an added discomfort.Having long realized that the sex I had anticipated for the evening would not come to pass, my five-fingered friend would have to do the trick. Ignoring the demands of my selfish penis I repositioned our bodies and made her as comfortable as possible, as well as creating some space where I could take care of my dilemma. With the sleeping girl in Neverland.