"Of course, if you were properly handcuffed, there are all sorts of gay things I could make you do, aren't there?" Yes," I replied rather breathlessly.... With the handcuff game in mind I reached up and gripped the bars of our brass bedstead as if my wrists were fastened there."Yes, what?" Yes, Miss," I replied slipping deeper into the handcuff game."Shall we see if he'll fit back inside?" Oooh, yes, please, Miss."And that is what she did.It was a couple of Fridays later when, as had become the. I laid down on her bed and pulled up the skirt so I could masturbate. I came quickly, and it was a lot. I felt guilty about having done this in her apartment though, and quickly cleaned myself up and changed back into my clothes. Then I finished what I came to do - take care of the cat.The next day I went over to do the exact same thing. This time I walked in though, and found the television to my surprise.The person in the living room got up from the couch, and started walking towards me. I. .it'simportant that you don't move ok?" OK."Jessie looked up as he saw a black wand with tiny bristles on it comeclose to his eyes and brush his upper eyelashes several times. It wasuncomfortable and he wanted to move but did as Ashley requested andstayed still. She then took the brush and did the same to his lowerlashes.Jessie somehow felt weird about what was happening. It didn't seem quiteright but the more he tried to think of why it wasn't normal the more hedrew a blank. "Perfect."He then. She started to muffle her sounds when she heard TT say “No, let it out. Scream for me!”It was almost cathartic to scream out, “Oh fuck!” Then she let a grunt go with each thrust. She didn’t do it to just tease her husband, that was simply a side benefit.She never felt comfortable making a lot of noise with sex, but there was something about TT that seemed to bring it out.The sight of the lovely TT in the mirror, the taste of her skin wetting the key, seeing her strip naked and pushing her.