The atmosphere was very erotic, and the sight in frontof me was turning me on so much, I was fit to burst. Shewas still wanking him, and then she lick...ed him again,and edging even closer, kissed the end of his cockbefore opening her mouth, and pulling it into her warmand tender mouth. I have felt that mouth on my own cockso many times, and have often dreamed of seeing itwrapped around another man’s, but never thought I would. At this point, I could take no more, and I shot my wad,filling. "Fuck Steve; we're out of jail a couple of weeks and you already got yourself a missus!"Steve sauntered over and cut Jeanette's bonds and helped her to her feet. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him passionately, her nylons hissing as she rubbed her leg up and down his jeans. She looked up into his icy blue eyes and saw him break into a smile."You better take care of me buster!" she smiled back at him."You tell that pecker-wood husband of mine that I finally got fucked by a real man. Too terrified to argue, I started licking my own face as best I could, catching it as it dribbled down my face. Eventually I was able to open my eyes and I came face-to-face with the camera that had been filming me. I jumped and just then a moist towel was clamped onto my face and darkness fell again. I woke up some hours later, tied to the chair again and this time, my room was lit and there was a television in front of me. My Russian was sitting next to it, waiting for me to wake up. Now. The other two watch." Got it so far?" Jennifer asked. She was met with three puzzled looks, but all eventually nodded.Jennifer continued, "At the end of the sixty seconds ... the person with the ball is the new it ... or still it ... and the next person in line gets a turn." How do we know who's next?" Billy asked."Alphabetical ... Billy ... you're first ... then Donnie ... George ... finally me," Jennifer responded. "But if you were it that round you don't get a turn 'til the next round.".