Miffed at being left in bondage again with no indication when I might be freed I struggle briefly. It is utterly useless. Beyond rattling my handcuffs a little the only action I might take involves tipping over the chair. As that would hardly improve my situation I try to relax. Amelia is just slipping into the bathtub, and turnabout is fair play. I have to crane my neck considerably to see the screen, but the show is definitely worth the discomfort.
Though she has filled the tub with bubbles that obscure my view of her body Amelia still makes for an amazingly arousing spectacle as she bathes. Sharing long, slow, sultry looks with me via the camera she sensuously soaps and rinses every inch. Soon I’m brimming with frustrated lust again, almost unconsciously accentuating my arousal with oc
