It's not until after dinner you feel relaxed and ready to enjoy me some more. You make me stand over a chair with my tits over the top laying against ...the back. You pinch, poke, and slap my tits around smiling at my moaning. To make sure I'm enjoying myself you check my pussy and see that is sopping wet but you weren't surprise. You know what a pain slut and dirty whore I am. So, you pick it up a notch and slap my full titties hard and pinch my leaking nipples. It's not till I'm in tears and. Then I pulled my left armbehind me and stuffed the wad into my mouth with my right hand.Mmmphing and struggling against myself, I pushed the wad in, thenpulled my right arm behind my back, twisted my wrists into the coil,palms together, and fell face forward onto the bed. Obviously, since Ineeded to complete the bondage, I could get out of the wrist coilquickly. After a moment, I did so, then took the last handkerchief andpulled it between my teeth, sealing the wad in my mouth, and tied itoff. I had some married men that I met online that would come see me when I was in their towns, and get some sweet head from me on their way home from work or whatever. One of my regular hookups, named Frank, pulled into the motel parking lot late one afternoon and looked up and saw me on the balcony. I was in a mini dress; heels and all dolled up, waiting for him, but was just getting a little "exposure" time in, as I waited. When Frank came in he said that he could tell that I was into being seen. My eyes traveled further down her body, to her so slim tummy and waist. She was not much wider their than one of my strong legs, thinner in a way, her narrow depth. As she knelt, squatting, working my cock, her hips flared out, curving, feminine, tanned, oily. Her little legs spread, I marveled at how her thighs tapered thinner as they rose to her little crotch, her fingers now working her pussy quickly.“Please...” I begged, preying she would ignore me. “Please stop, Jenni.” Of course, my.