He hung a block and tackle to a screw eye in the living room ceiling then attached a quick-release hook to the ropes at her wrists. He lifted her off ...the floor where she slowly rotated before him like a cocoon, her breasts ripe for whipping. He stood back to look at her reflection in the mirrored wall. He glanced from Brittany to his picture of the bound woman suspended from a tree. ?Now I’ve got a matched set,? he said. He reached up to her breasts, pinching each nipple. She moaned with. ”“No.” Jules insisted, “She’s your girlfriend Justin, and you’ve been stringing her along. How much of her precious young life have you taken from her, without giving her what she wants? It’s not right, and you know it.”It would be wrong to do it to Lorie; and wrong not to. I thought of dumping her but that would be wrong too.Jules was right.Lorie was 17 like me, health radiating through her tight smooth skin, her breasts were tight little half globes and her nipples weren’t fully formed yet.. I moaned from the pleasure and orgasmed from the pleasure of my husband licking my pussy.After I finished he stood up and I stripped him down to be naked releasing his hard cock. I then sat him down on the edge of the bed and climbed on top of him. His cock entering my pussy as he then started stripping off my blouse and bra. I road him hard and rough back and forth visioning that I was fucking Steven. My man placed his hands under my skirt and onto my ass and I thought back to earlier and how. She put her tongue in my mouth and kept the kiss. She knew that I couldn't last. Leaning back, she smiled at her triumph as I grabbed paper towels from the door pocket to catch the spurts from my massive orgasm.She wiped her hands and carefully cleaned me before putting me away. "I couldn't leave you like that, Bradford. You restored my hope today." This time, Scarlett was not in her voice. Then, grinning Scarlett teased me with double entendre. "Why didn't you come with me here when we were in.