To reinforce the idea that he was restrainer her, he gathered the loose material behind her, pulling her wrists and arms around, as well, and he stuffed the fabric down between her belt and her back.
The restraint was purely symbolic, of course, and she could easily have pulled free, but she had no intention of even trying. She was so aroused that she could feel that the crotch of her panties was wet with her p***y juice.
Anticipating far less foreplay, Ron had come to the house commando, and his fat erection was now bulging the fabric of his pant leg. Oddly, he found the feeling of his d**k straining to be free to be very arousing, as well. He began to realize that he was going to enjoy the long build-up that Anna requested, very much.
Ron slowly turned her around so she was facing her
