She had obviously been daydreaming. As soon as she heard the door close her eyes flew open, her feet dropped to the ground, and Emma sat straight up. ...Helen noticed that Emma’s cheeks were aflame. ‘I hope I didn’t interrupt anything good, Emma.’ She was pretty sure she had. ‘Well, uh, Elle is driving to Florida with our new boyfriend. I was just, uh, thinking of them, is all.’ Helen smiled. ‘I’m sure you were. I haven’t heard about any boyfriend. When did this happen?’ ‘Only in the last couple. All I wanted to do was break out of these handcuffs and fuck her brains out. of course I was going to say "yes"! ... she proceeded to untie me and stand me up straight.I really thought I was going to get it. she pulled my boxers down and my firm hard dick sprung up.. "oh so big!" she laughed. as I blushed she began to go through her other drawers in the room. what the heck was she getting? she then turned around with a big smile upon her face and a tiny little pink g-string in her hand that had. My hips swayed on him, and he gripped my hips tighter. He pulled himself away from me and bumped himself back into me, then pulled away and bumped back, almost as if… As if he was grinding on me. I turned around to him and continued dancing with him, making it seem as if I was clueless as to what he was doing, but I couldn’t bring myself to deny… I was starting to want him. His hands were still on my hips, and my body was pressed against him, my breasts squeezed against his chest, and my hips. “I thought you were Katie.”“Judging by that kiss, I should hope so!” Lucy laughed. “I’m really sorry I slapped you.”“You actually slapped him?” Katie chuckled.“Yeah,” Lucy told her. “He surprised me. One second, I’m hugging my cousin and the next, I’m practically being groped.”“It wasn’t that bad,” I protested.“No, it wasn’t,” Lucy mumbled. She sounded a bit odd, not like her usual cheerful self, and I quickly decided to steer the conversation away from the kiss.“So, Luce,” I said, “what brings.