Good. So am I. Letting myself breathe for a moment, I turn and once again straddle the chair with my back to my audience. I grab the back of the chair... and start to rub my still covered fanny on the back rest of the chair. I hump and grind myself on the chair, swaying my head back and forth as if to further entice my lover beneath me. My orgasm is very close and to stop now might mean starting all over. I let myself go as I continue to fuck my beloved chair. My moans and growls clearly audible. She examined his limp cock in her fingers and said no. She tried jerking on his cock but he wasn't responding to her stimulation. While Heather did this, I got off the bed and began to dress. I stepped out of the room and left for a while. I figured that I would give them some time alone. A little later I got another text from Heather asking me to return and be quiet when I came in. When I arrived Heather was again on top of Dan but in a 69 position. His hands were still tied to the bed. She. I have seen this before at my Aunt's house at Christmas time. Everyone would laugh about it. It was the first real food we have eaten since we were eating my body parts. We have been on a stick dog food diet. We started with small chunks and now have two kinds. This was awesome I thought. Real food and chocolate at that. He broke the bar and placed it near our mouths. He turned the station to all Christmas marathon. The room was always at about 84 deg. We never felt cold and if we did we would. I thought to myself what a good-looking family they were, living in a small two-bedroom frame house. Jon and Kay had been married about four years. My name is Amy, 5’ 8” with long blonde hair, pulled back into a pony tail, crystal clear blue eyes, and a curvy figure measuring 36-24-36; a good-looking girl, if I do say so myself. School is out for summer so I babysit to earn money. Jon and Kay were needing a babysitter to look after their son, JJ. I saw their request posted at the local.