Accepting My Fate: Made For Tickle Lovers!
Vol. 1 – Those MILF Next Door Vibes (Part 5)

When I awoke, I found myself still tied to my bed, but something was... _Different. _Very different. 😑

First of all, I was obviously naked. You had stripped the rest of my clothing off after you had put me back under!? Naughty, crazy, fucking perv... (😘). But that wasn't the only change and update in my helpless, "Made to be tickled by tickle lovers" predicament.

I was tied... Different.
Very different 😑

I was tied in such a way, such an obviously way, that would allow you to take FULL, whatever the fuck you really felt advantage of my horny, helpless, naked body! I remember that I literally FELT you hovering around me... Felt you circling, eyes feasting on every inch of your own personal bound, naked, busty, "Wife next door body"

And I knew I was about to have one hell of a fucking challenge ahead of me, in NOT giving in to the raw heat of this situation and letting you f0rce the orgasm out of me that you CLEARLY had in store for me.

To Be Continued...
That Wife down the Street 😶