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Immediately they had seen her to her door and driven off, I was out of my car and knocking on her door. She opened the door straight away and I rushed in excitingly.She said that she always had a drink of tea before bed especially after she’d been out drinking and so we went into the kitchen. We chatted and I watched her with increasing desire while she made the drink. My pants were already wet with pre cum just watching her. She had to lean across the table for something and I stepped up behind her reaching round to caress her tits. I nibbled her neck and worked my hands inside her top and undid her bra. It was the most wonderful experience to feel the weight of her bare tits in my hand after fantasising for so long about feeling them and fucking her. She had the most beautiful tits and gorgeous nipples with a biggish areola that I tweaked and kissed unable to get enough of them. The tea was suddenly forgotten as we rushed upstairs.On entering the bedroom we tore off what remained. Fuck yeah I'm a naughty girl, are you going to spank me? Slap my hot wet pussy?I pulled out the handcuffs and rope.I'm going to tie your slut ass up and have you begging for more.Fuck yeah I like that.I took the handcuffs and cuffed Tinas hand together, looping them over an ornamental object at the middle of the headboard.I slipped a pillow under her hips for easy access to her pussy.You kninky bitch! What are you going to do to me?I'm going to give you the fuck of your young life. You're going to have to lay there and take it.Then I tied her ankles to the foot of the bed.Tina laid there he(lp)less spread eagle, her big firm tits standing straight up and her two inch nipples erect.I kissed her thighs and ran my hair up her pussy slit. Teasing her wet pussy with the ends of my hair.Fuck, fuckin' fuck me. I'm all yours.In due time I said as I left the room.Dad was comming in the garage door. Naked I ran to greet him.I grabbed his cock through his pants, told him to shower in my.
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