You continue rubbing your pussies together for a few minutes, racing faster and groaning louder and louder.She stops and kisses you roughly as she pin...s your arms above your head. She bites your lips and licks your cheeks, then moves away from you and sits over your belly.You lie still, looking up at her as she crawls over your stomach and breasts. She pauses with her pussy wet and dripping on your chest. You fondle a breast, then the other one. "You have wonderful tits" you tell her."Thank. .." Childish," Mrs. Jones finished the thought. "Of course. Be right back."Once she stepped into her bedroom, she pulled out her cellphone and a texted Doug: "She has changed her mind ... again ... come back over please." I'm your shoe size, too, you know," Carly yelled from her bedroom."I know!" her mom smiled as she found her perfect match – blue stilettos that made her legs seems endless despite the length of the dress. But she also had a more modest pair of while heels – go-to-Sunday-mass. I will secure you with these cuffs, but you will notdepend on that binding unless it is necessary to hold that position. I will secure you to various objects around the house, at my whim, just likebefore…but now I don't need to use rope or cords to do it. How do youfeel about that?" "I…I don't really know, Mistress." "Well, that doesn't matter too much, but I hope you'll come to like it. Butremember, when I'm not here, you have to press that reset button once an hour." So here I was, three days. She looked at her watch and whispered, "Stand up by the door, lean against it for a minute," and eyed me seriously. I could see her intent and swallowed the hard knot in my throat as I slid from my chair and stood with my back to the door blocking the small window and anyone's unwelcome entry, I hoped. She leaned over far enough to unzip my pants and reach in to straighten out my problem, her solution was to withdraw it from the underwear and pull it free from the unzipped trousers. I gasped as.