Her eyed pleaded with him to fuck herThe Major's hand was firmly planted on her bared bum, her thong entwined between his fingers, a thongy way of exp...ressing his hand was inside her knickers feeling her youthful warmth. I could see his fingers toying with her wet pussy, two fingers inside, stretching her elasticity, her head now thrown back and her mouth hung open limply, Major licked her face, stuck his tongue at will inside her open mouth, and frigged her youthful hole, it was a weird feeling. "Wow, this room is beautiful." Belle said.I started to say thanks, but I remembered that this was my "Mom's" room. "Yeah, my mom likes frilly things."I pulled down the white comforter, revealing the deep red linens that matched the walls. I scrambled up on the bed, giving Belle a good look at my bottom and pussy. I quickly turned around so that I could see her reaction. She had that 'deer-in-the-headlights' look that is so priceless. She saw me watching her and quickly recovered. She bent, took. She heard the sound of tape being torn off a roll then her head was pulled up and the hand released from her mouth. A second later the hand was replaced with tape. She screamed but no matter how loud she was, anything that came out or her mouth was muffled. Her body was rolled over, a soft rope tied around her wrists then first one ankle then the other. Somehow he managed to then thread the sides of the rope through the stakes and without too much effort she was lying there unable to move. Arms. ....especially if a thunderstorm cleared out all that typical humidity that slides in New England this time of year.. College towns have always appealed to me. The bustle of all the fresh faces that come through town from season to season. The waitresses change, the cloths styles, and all the beaming youngsters just in time to discover their sexuality. I especially like this certain town I'm visiting because it brings those memories back for me. The ones of first sexual experiences. The ones.