With obviously even lower chances if they'd merged more than twice. Even if they did exist here, I still doubted I'd find them by reading websites. No...netheless, I still was hopeful I'd come across something that gave me an "Oh my God!" moment. I did have several of those, by always as part of thinking, "Oh my God, how could people spend time writing this garbage."Nor did I see anything that was super-impressive, or which gave me a brilliant idea for something else I could do with my abilities.. Inside, the room was dark but Joan could see and hear enough to know that the shape in the middle of the room was moving and making muffled noises. As the light came up she was shocked to see a man naked and tied to a chair with a tight leather hood over his head. His eyes were covered with leather patches which were closed with zippers. His nose and mouth were exposed but the end of an inflatable gag hung from his mouth. Joan could see from the way his cheeks bulged that whoever had inflated. I knew it would only increase my excitement, but nonetheless, I couldn’t resist going back upstairs to watch. As I entered our bedroom, Sue was sat at her dressing table with her back to me putting her lipstick on. She’d already slipped into her dress and I was pleased how it showed off her figure and body so well. As I saw her nipples pressing against the fabric of the dress, for the first time it dawned on me that with such a plunging neckline Sue wouldn’t be able to a bra, not even a. As I stood there pleasantly stunned, Amanda introduced the woman as her good friend Janet, then leaning in to whisper into my ear she said “don’t worry she’s cool”, I wasn’t exactly sure what that meant, but the growing erection in my silk panties said “go with the flow”. So, after about a half hour of smoking the “good” stuff, a couple of glasses of Remy martin, laughter and small talk, none of us were feeling any pain. Amanda made the first move by removing her top to reveal a black lace bra.