As the trio approached the boathouse door, he made a decision.Karen and Kerry walked toward the boathouse, each lost in thought. Both were really turn...ed on by what had just happened. They could taste Jim’s spunk and were thinking about a second helping. Karen remembered how hard Jim’s dick had been as it speared her pussy from behind and how forcefully he’d fucked her. Kerry thought about how he’d ordered them around like they were nothing to him -- no boy had ever treated either of the twins. She tried to rub it and make the feeling, the silly itch, go away. Instead, it got stronger. She whimpered softly. If this kept on Rizza would be forced to wake up. She must have a yeast infection since her pussy was really tingling. She slid her hand from her breast down her soft tummy. She needed to itch her pussy and make the burning stop. Then her hand hit something. Only half-awake she struggled to comprehend. More than anything Rizza didn’t want to wake up. She forced an eye open a crack.. And in many strategic spots on the floor and on the side walls there were recessed, hinged D-rings that Ron normally used to tie down the two welders and other stuff he carried in his truck. He always parked under the big tree alongside the garage, so I didn’t have to worry about getting sunburned. I could tie myself down in the back of the truck and close my eyes and imagine that we were going down the road just like in that video.This wasn’t my first time doing self-bondage, so I didn’t have. I waited until the house was empty (no sense anyone seeing me cry like a baby when I found out Angie was married or engaged or something) and I opened the letter. She had told Brad the latest news about where they were living, asked about Janie and how the rest of my family was doing, and then she said to give the rest of this letter to me without opening it. It was just for me. There was a sealed envelope with "My love" written on it. I began to tear up. This had to be a "Dear Oscar" letter,.