Gladly, I rolled over and went right back to sleep enjoying having the whole bed to myself. More than anything I was just pissed she woke up and ruined my fantasy. Indian Sex Got it?” Slowly realizing what was going on, she nodded. I crouched next to her and thought for a minute, with my hand still resting on her shoulder. I figured I’d just put that one in memory for later. After she took a second and got her bearings, she looked at me, the panicked look on her face getting worse. She was too drunk to even feel this. I felt the lacy straps. I back handed her pretty little face, “I told you to shut up, you fucking bitch” I saw the cut right at her cheekbone. She gave me a “…ugh” and rolled over. I felt a jolt as she sudden snapped awake. I tried my hardest to suck her nipple off of her chest. Just to be sure I said it again barely audible, “Chelsea”. It looked so fucking delicious, perfectly tanned perfectly curved. I gave it little thought before I decided to go ahead and tie down her arms and legs down with the restraint system underneath the bed from back before my wife decided she was
