What she really wanted was a few moments to sit still and think. She backed into the corner where the chesspiece had been, leaned up against it and s...hut her eyes. Christie took a deep breath and tried to clear her mind, despite the muffled cries of bound ecstasy flooding the room. She silently took stock of her situation.The cuffs on Christie's wrists and ankles were tight, but not enough to cut off circulation. Her knees and elbows were beginning to ache slightly in their perpetually bent. "Now just relax. That's a good boy," and her small finger was slowly sliding up my ass. I was totally humiliated.To my surprise, it didn't feel as bad as I thought. Her finger slid into me easily once I relaxed, and she probed for my prostate. But as I thought of her and what she was doing, my cock started to get firmer and firmer. I tried to think of something else, but her breasts kept coming to mind, and my cock lifted and tented my boxers out. She just had to notice. How would I explain. .or if I just feel like smacking your ass with it," she said with a shrug.He began to eat his mother again and she was beginning to moan as she often did when he gave her good head and was approaching a climax. Karen then came hard against his face and flooded his mouth with her fluids as she also often did when she was really excited. "I don't know what you think, Karen, but I think it might be time I pegged this young man. He ought to know what it feels like for a woman to take a big cock. " It isn't!" she burst out. "A pretty head, I mean. It's no head at all, and no body, and no, well, no nothing. No me. Larry, why isn't there still any me? What's going on? Is this like forever now?"Uh-oh. She'd got to where I'd already been a couple of days ago. I hadn't said anything then, thinking I don't know what. Thinking maybe she wouldn't notice? It's a little hard not to notice that the only thing that's left about you right now is your, well, your spirit. Nothing physical at all, and.