“And I agree with him.”“Yes, and German Nazis and Italian Fascists were elected to their respective parliaments,” Eduardo said.“History tend...s to show that voting on what is good and what is not is a supremely bad idea,” Kathy said.“Well, we’ve just eliminated religion, politics, and philosophy,” Katy said. “Now what?”“Well, if there’s no right or wrong, then the only thing to do is an end of the semester Bacchanalia!” Elyse smirked.That brought more uproarious laughter from everyone except. ."Record me being your little slut". I shocked myself with what I said, but repeated the request; "video me being fucked so I can watch myself over and over again". This was like my alter-ego emerging for the first time!! Secretly I loved it. Kyle grabbed his phone and moved closer to the action to record his wife playing at being a porn star. I looked across at times and gave off little moans of joy, except this was not faked as my orgasm response was in full swing. I sucked on his cock. I pulled at my bonds but didn't feel any give. Whatever they had used to tie me up was metal and extremely strong. Nothing came to mind that I couldn't at least bend."Good, you're awake," said a male voice.I couldn't see anything. The hood was thick enough to not even let light seep through. However, my other senses were not hindered. I heard footsteps approach. "Who are you?" In a few minutes, you won't care," he said.He grabbed the metal of my bonds and dragged me along. I tried to touch some. I think she likes this, Paul, Cindy giggled. My wife then sank to her knees behind Liz, raining kisses down her back as she went. When she got to her ass, Cindy pulled Lizs sodden panties down and helped her step out of them. The look of apprehension in Lizs eyes was being replaced by a look of need. She stood there, naked except for her fuck-me shoes. Lets have you lie down here and get comfortable, Cindy said, helping Liz to lie on her back on the rug in front of me. Now, sweetie, no one.