My finger was making her arse wider so I got up off my knee's all the time leaving my finger in her brown pussy and lifted her clean off her feet, she... rapped her leg's around my waist and I carried her to the bedroom, whilst kissing the face off her. I put her kneeling face down into the bed, lifted her leather skirt, pulled her soft ass cheeks wide open and pressed the top of my cock up against her hole, she gave a gasp and started to bounce ever so slowly and slightly backwards and. I do. “Kim I said wider, I don’t want to have to repeat, myself again”I spread my thighs again. No my cunt is exposed. I know my slit is wet, I can feel it. I know my pussy hair will give me away, so damp. I wonder if you can smell my wet cunt. I can feel myself whimper again, God how I want you to touch me. You take my wrists. Draw the rope out of your pocket. Beginning to bind my wrists. Why does the feel of rope make me so excited? Is it that extra feeling of helplessness? Of being yours. I. " So there was more than just back scratching last night? Tom asked."Lots more. Didn't you hear the audio I recorded?" Well, yes, but I can't tell just from audio what a person's doing. She could have been scratching your back or she could have been doing everything you said she was. I'm gonna need more than just audio. If I see your mother doing something inappropriate then I'll know for sure that the things your telling me are true." I could take video, without Mom knowing," Brian. I was still angry, but now I was aroused, too. This was too much like foreplay now. I really needed to figure out why I was reacting this way to rough stuff."Okay, I won't, but you better not ever slap me unless you're ready to deal with the consequences," I replied with a shark-like smile.Gretchen's eyes grew huge, and she fled toward the kitchen with me hot pursuit. She never had a chance, really. I took her around the waist within five feet and took her down. With an "oof" I landed on top of.