Keep doing it, John. Go on. Go on. I’m nearly there!” Confirmation isn’t long delayed. Another buck and heave have John clinging on to ma...intain mouth to cunt contact. Sighing deeply, she subsides. Ready for the next. “Finger fuck, now,” says John. As she spreads herself to accommodate him, he slides in two fingers. The husband is close with the camera. “She’ll enjoy this,” he tells John. “Just get a steady rhythm going and when she’s ready use your other hand on her clit. . Lost in thought, she hadn't heard the soft footsteps behind her. When the new arrival finally spoke, Amanda nearly jumped five feet."Konbanwa, Amanda san." A soft fluid voice said.Amanda whirled about to find herself facing a rather attractive Japanese woman. She stood a few inches shorted than Amanda's own five foot six. Her short black hair showed the slightest touches of gray and Amanda guessed her age to be about mid- forties. Of course it was always hard to tell with some oriental women.. "Do you mind getting kinky tonight, Scott?" I ask him in a lusty voice. His slightly shocked expression leads me to believe that he does."How so, love?" he replies, unsure of where to go from here. I grab the robe's sash and hand it to him. I then turn around and put my arms behind my back, my forearms pressed together."Tie me up, baby."He wraps my forearms together and ties it tight but not too tight to cut off circulation. He then puts me in doggy position, with my head against the mattress.. “Okay,” I grinned, because I’d do anything for Dylan, honestly, even fuck stupid Scotty. Which was my first duty of the day. Scott walked in and took my blood pressure, scowling at the dial on the prop and glancing at where a clock might be if it were an actual medical office. “Lay back,” he instructed me, but there was no clever dialogue like Dyl and I had when we tried this on our own. I was on the real doctor’s office table and there was real paper on it, even. The BP machine was real, as.