She stopped a few seats ahead of the man she assumed was her partner, and held the handrail as she idly swiped her phone screen, pretending to be preo...ccupied.Her heart was beating loudly in her chest. She had worn a strapless black top that could easily be pulled down and a jacket that she hoped would hide any signs of groping, and instead of jeans she wore a skirt, hoping it would have made the fantasy easier to live out. She had to resist the urge to look back at her partner at least three. If Lana comes out wearing one of those tiny scraps of flimsy neon-nylon, I’ll wear a pair of those Outlaw swim trunks like you and Gage are wearing.”“We may as well go inside now so you can change,” I told him.He was still laughing when we went over to sit with Mom and Dusty.I was sitting beside Mom, with Larry sitting in a chair facing us. His back was to the pool and when I looked over to see Brandy, Bonnie, Maelee, Lana, Christi and Leigh come through the door, into the pool house, I gasped,. ?Doesn’t look like she’ll give up easily. Get the bar,? said the man, grabbing his crotch. Without responding, his friend dug around in his bag and pulled out two short bars. They screwed together to form a single long rod. He carried it over to me, grabbed each of my ankles in turn, and used copious layers of packing tape to fasten my legs in place. When he finished, they let me rest for a moment on the bed, on my back, my legs apart, resting painfully on my arms and bound hands. I. You have no chance of beating me, but feel free to try, I know the result already. By the way, it's a lovely whore you are married to, just made for breeding, broad at her hips so she better can have a c***d inside her."Lene returned with the coffee, poured a cup to Ali and one for her self, I looked at her thighs; she had cleaned her self a bit before returning. His cock was still hard, he pulled his chair a bit further away from the table and said; "Lene impale your self on my cock, and sit.