Busty southern MILF Amanda Foxx and I come home from a long week because secretaries and we are prepared to unwind and get the weekend started. We grab a glass of wine and share tales about how we mimicked the men in the office with our heels and stockings, dangling our shoes and flashing the tops of our sleeves as well as our garter straps. Amanda shows me she bent completely over to distract the email boy and abandon him . We laugh and revel in demonstrating the stink to each other. Amanda gets up to use the toilet and I stretch out to the sofa. Suddenly I feel a powerful arm hold me along with a white rag presses against my face. I kick and struggle to pry his arms off my neck, but shortly wrapped in darkness as I slump limp to the ground. Amanda rushes around to my body and she’s ambushed by precisely exactly the same man. He roughly grabs her butt and choking her until she’s out cold. Amanda awakens tied upon the bed – hands, wrists and feet tied to some cleave gag between her lips. The perp comes in and pulls her skirt up exposing her stocking tops, garters and g series. He starts to manhandle her pulling on her big tits out of her panties and groping them. Poor helpless blond Amanda is fearful and yells through her gag. I awaken and the unsatisfied worker brings me upright between his legs. He wraps his palms around my throat and holds up a menacing piece of leather. I immediately go into panic mode fighting and kicking with my bound hands, but my attempts are futile…
