I walked over and watched as Megan sucked Snake’s cock. She was doing a good job of not gagging as Snake adjusted her head and guided his cock deep...er into her throat. Looking over at Snake, he had his eyes closed and was enjoying Megan’s lips wrapped around his cock. A roar of three Harley’s swung by and parked next to us. The rest of the crew had shown up for the concert. Megan stopped a bit and I could hear her breathing deeply from her nose. I looked closer and noticed a few tears. My eyes lit up as I opened the box and pulled out a note with the words "your turn", and two scarves. Now to most people it wouldn't mean much but to me... well it meant that I would be able to live out a fantasy that I have had since a very long time. No I must say I am not really the dominating type but i definetly love to tease.I was so nervous, luckily he was very patient with me. My hands shook a little as i tied him to the bed with one scarf. My heart beating fast i could feel goose. I forwarded to her the last chapter of my story that was rewritten to incorporate my desires for her. Based on Misty's reply, I was accurately describing something we both would enjoy a great deal. I found it hard to think of not enjoying anything I would do with Misty. Misty admitted having orgasms while reading my writings, which was a thrill to me. A longing had been created in both of us that would have to be satisfied someday. That day they both looked forward to despite having no idea. Although I did not like it, I finally decided to do it to Him. So in the back of the wardrobe in the corner, I pulled out a black short cocktail dress and tried it on. Only the deep rear cutout, held together only by three thin ribbons, with the lowest ribbon just above the butt gap, would not be suitable! So I pulled out a white sleeveless gown with a round neckline reaching down over my knees, and pulled a thin leather jacket, made of sheets of translucent space, over it. Then my last.