" And then she giggled. I looked down and my briefs were tented out considerably, the same as any man's would be in the morning. Hm-m. Maybe I would g...et a little bit interested in this woman.I crawled back into bed with Sandy. Her hand came over searching for mine. "Burt, I have the feeling you are somewhat uptight about sex. This situation that has been thrust onto you is much like a one-night stand. I think you like to get to know a person first before you consider being intimate. Let me tell. Ten minutes later the movie had been forgotten and Sara Valentine once again found herself stretched out naked on her bed, blindfolded, wrists and ankles bound to the bedposts. It was almost the exact position she’d been in in the photo Kelly sent to Kat the week before. Kat added nipple clamps as a finishing touch, adjusted Sara’s legs slightly so her pussy would be more visible, and took a picture.Adjourning to the kitchen, Kat sent Kelly the picture and helped herself to a drink from Sara’s. He really knew what he was doing. He raked his gleaming wet tongue up and down over Donna's fuck-slit, making her go crazy with pleasure. She writhed and moaned and clawed the grass, and hot cunt cream dribbled freely from her little cunt mouth. The faster Matt licked her, the more excited she got."Ooooooh, Matt baby, that feels so goooooooood," she gurgled. "Don't stop, sweetheart, I love it." I won't stop, Mom," he muttered hoarsely. "At least not until I get you off with my tongue."Donna. Great. Another three minutes had passed. That only left several hundred three-minutes intervals to go.She looked over at the Monte Carlo, and concentrated. She wanted to see into the interior of the car. Really wanted to. Suddenly she had a blazing headache behind her eyes, but she caught a glimpse of a man reading an electronic book. He was youngish – twenties or early thirties perhaps – in a blue shirt, open at the collar. She could even tell the color of his hair – sandy – and his eyes –.