She started rubbing her pussy over her panties and under her skirt. Suddenly someone knocked at the door. Her cheeks were pink and her panties wet. Sh...e couldn’t stop sucking my cock. The person at the door kept knocking. She stopped and put her shirt on. I put my pant back on and she opened the door. She needed to go practise for the play. I got out of the dressing room and went in the theatre. The play was really good but I could not stop thinking about what just happened.When her practise was. Within some six months the American divorce statistics for that year had received a slight degree of augmentation as well.The marriage had been doomed from the start. Gwen knew before the honeymoon was over that she could not under any circumstances endure living the rest of her life with Don Robinson. Everything which had attracted her to him now loomed larger than life as a debit on his account, and when his parents came to her with a reasonable solution, she was quick to seize upon. ." OK I-I'm sorry," I stuttered.She smiled and signaled me to lie on the bed. I lied down and she began to handcuff me to the headboard. Luckily I wasn't hard and I kept hoping to stay that way. Once I was handcuffed, Tara stood over me and slowly began to take her top off. Her beautiful breasts were exposed and I didn't want to look, but it was as if my eyes had a mind of their own. She touched them softly and moaned. Then she turned around and began to slip off her shorts and panties giving. I lay down beside her with my leg between hers as I started to kiss her neck, nibbling her ear lobes as my hand slipped under her top and started caressing her belly and side. She was starting to moan now, pulling me closer against her as my hand moved up her body to her boobs. She started squirming as I cupped a breast and gently squeezed it, rubbing her now erect nipple with my thumb. "Oh my God, that feels soo good" she moaned. I pushed her t-shirt up, exposing her beautiful breasts and said.