James noticed this and moved his other hand down to cover the hand of hers that was holding his penis. He began moving it up and down in an attempt to... copy how it felt when a towel rubbed it. Hannah caught on quickly. "Wow, the skin is really stretchy isn't it?" Yeah. I guess it couldn't really grow if the skin was too tight" James watched in fascination as Hannah's hand rhythmically moved up and down his penis. Hannah was entranced. She gulped in and whispered "My mom says that to make a baby. Do you know it was ten o’clock before I could even get off the bed?’ I asked her to tell me more about this. These post-coital trances were a consequence of FUCK that I needed to understand. ‘Well,’ she began after a pause to marshal her thoughts, ‘after we went to bed, er, made love, er –‘ She hesitated. ‘James,’ she inquired, ‘what do you like to call it?’ ‘Well, Fran, at least in a private conversation I like to keep it simple and call it ‘fucking’.’ ‘Oh yes, of course,’ she agreed. It wasn’t often I spent the night alone. My daughter Lacey was usually home from college on the weekends, but she was staying to study for final exams. I finally ended up in bed, cuddled up with what turned out to be a boring book. I couldn’t wait for Kyle to get home to see how things went. I looked at my clock, it was almost 11:00 PM. I wasn’t expecting Kyle for another couple of hours when I heard the door from the garage close.“Kyle, Lacey, is that you?” I shouted down the hall.“Yeah it’s. She was sure he was going to pull out two more coils for her ankles. She was wrong. He grabbed her left ankle and pulled it up to her left wrist, tying it there, and doing the same with her right ankle. Instead of being spread eagled, her hips were bent up and spread. Tied as she was, her pussy, ass, tits, and mouth were all completely exposed, and she had no way to protect herself at all. As a finishing touch, he slid her pillow under her waist, propping up her pussy and ass nicely. She.