“Oh yeah…What’s Linda up to?” she asked. Unpainted for years, showing some greenish mold and moss nearly covering the shingles, it was a run-down rental for sure. Xxnx She was gagged with the one clean pair of panties I could find in the room. “Who the fuck is it?”
“I’m Linda’s friend. Tina woke up to find herself bound with black nylon rope to her cheap double bed mattress – legs spread and tied to the underside of the bed frame, her hands tied behind her back, her wrists connected by an eighteen inch length. Her body went rigid and relaxed time and time again – squeezing my cock in the process. “Oh yeah…What’s Linda up to?” she asked. I could see that she was still very dizzy and weak – I pushed her back onto the bed.
