But if Jan was really watching…. Ok, I would let him have a real good look. Poul stood back a bit so he could watch me. I shook my hair to free it ...from the sweaty brow and undid the knot at the back of the neck while I slowly pulled down the top. I put both hands back undoing the bow tie at the bottom of the back, and doing so the breast stood out and the nipples protruded inviting somebody to touch them. I put a hand behind me while I wet the finger of the other hand and slowly let then run. The rope was very quickly wet from my pussy juices.I wanted more so I untied myself and removed the clothespins from my nipples which caused an explosion of pain. As I untied the rope between my legs I squatted a bit and tried to push out the cherries. I played with my clit with one hand as they popped out and could feel the wetness of my pussy dripping down my finger and legs.I wanted to simulate some kind of punishment so I took the 4 clothespins I brought with me and attached two on each of. The cliché spine tingling you feel when you haven’t had one of those moments in a long time. The feeling that determines what’s there and what will never be. His hand crawls up my thighs, across the trails of my pelvis, over my stomach, up to my neck, and then up to my face. It feels so good, yet so bad. This is the part that’s dangerous. The part where our hands wander, trickle of the edge of your jeans, skip over the top of your underwear. This is the part that drives you crazy with. Hope you aren’t angry with me’. As if THAT would go over!”“She knows we fucked!” Mindy laughed. “That’s not exactly a state secret!”The doorbell rang.“Saved by the bell,” I laughed.“It’s Hannah, so I wouldn’t bet on THAT!”“Tell you what,” I grinned, playing a hunch, “if she’s willing to have a threesome with you and me, right here, right now, I’ll do it!”Mindy laughed, “Good one! But what if she WAS?”“I’m actually pretty confident about my assessment. And I could always back out because I don’t.