Bound & Tormented

Me :what happened?: Lindsey :my dad came home and walked in my room!!!! Lindsey’s dad came back home the next Big Tits morning. He had walked in to find Lindsey sprawled on her bed still in thigh high stockings hi heels and naked with an evening gown crumpled on the floor. And my tie was on her bed post. Lindsey grabbed her sheet to cover her self, chased her father out of her room yelling about privacy. It was obvious she had had sex with someone. She got cleaned up and when back in her room her father grilled her all morning. Later that morning I got a phone call from Jack. “Hey Dale, can we meet for lunch or something? I need to talk to you.” He asked. I agreed and suggested we check out pussy a bar about thirty minutes away near the beach. I figured if he wanted to make a scene that I wouldn’t want to be where people knew me. That afternoon we arrived right at the same time. I expected to be greeted with hostility. But instead Jack was up beat and right away started asking about how the Camaro project was coming. We walked inside and I gave him an update. We sat down and ordered drinks. It was just after noon so I just ordered an iced tea, jack Bondage Sex went for glass of whisky. I knew he was a drinker but hard liquor at lunch seems a bit much. Jack isn’t a big guy by any stretch of the imagination, and I figured he would be that much easier to handle with a few drinks in him. We talked cars until lunch arrived. Then he brought up Lindsey. “So, I came home this morning, and apparently Lindsey had a boy over last night.” I acted stunned as he said it. “ and it was pretty obvious that… well, they, you know did it.” That last part he said quietly so the other tables didn’t hear. It was all I could do to not choke on the bite I just took. “Surely you’re mistaken, Lindsey is so focused on school. I don’t think she would jeopardize Stanford for a boy!” I said trying to feign genuine shock. “How did Hardcore Sex you know she was going to Stanford?” Again I neatly choked. “Um,.. Sean. Sean mentioned it.“ I could feel sweat forming on my forehead. “Well. She does hang out with him in school, you don’t think Sean was over at our house last night?” Again I was having a hard time keeping my emotions in check. “No sir, I Teen Sex happen to know Sean was at his friend’s all night. In fact his friend’s mother Karen called me this morning and complained about them keeping her up all night.“ The only reason I thought that, was my neighbor said he heard a loud truck or something leave my house at two am and Sean’s pick up is very loud,” He said. My heart was racing. It was bent at just the right places to fit the joints of her arms, legs, shoulders and hips. She lay back moaning continuously, massaging her breasts, tweaking her small, hard erect nipples and slowly fingering her very wet pussy. During Teen Sex our conversation in her car, Cynthia had stated in thinly veiled terms that if she had her way, all men would be fitted with a cock-cage. This is why I didn't mess with boys my age. “And Jane, thank you for what you said that day. He wanted her to be so close that she would be willing to do anything. She grabbed pussy his cock, which was slick from a mixture of sweat Hardcore Sex and saliva, and she pressed Big Tits her lips against the head, and slowly pushed her pips onto his cock. I Bondage Sex could feel warm, moist pressure on every inch of me as Aaron bobbed his head up and down my cock like a fucking blowjob expert. We'll position ourselves so your next to a guy, or guys. She has big breasts and thick silky fur.