Her pink tongue lashed and flicked over my clit quickly as her brown eyes bored into mine, the intensity between us heating my cunt. The buttons on my... remote continued to massage and roll over my walls as Gina added her finger into my hole, my cunt stretching to accommodate the width. My eyes began to tear up as my pussy seemed to work through the paralysis it wanted to go into and my hips shook as more cum pouring down my ass.There was no doubt now that we needed a new remote once she took it. Then his eyes shifted down to the table and he lapsed into silence again. ‘But I’m trying to see the bigger picture,’ he continued at last. ‘What happened… the other night…’ he looked at her, then away, his eyes focusing off in the distance. ‘I guess there was something… I mean, obviously I wasn’t, um, meeting all your needs.’ He shrugged, still looking away. What the hell was he saying, Julie wondered? ‘If we’re going to make this work,’ he continued, turning his eyes on Julies, ‘you have to. Vanessa, you are married to a sex god.’ I laugh. Marcia says, ‘John, that last orgasm. How did you do that?’ He says, ‘I just pinched your clit right before you came. Did you like the orgasm?’ ‘Holy fuck, John. Like it, I’ve never felt anything like it. It was like an orgasm on steroids.’ John and I both laugh. ‘I’m glad you liked it. But I have a problem here, honey, would you like some of this?’ John never came. He’s rock hard. I smile and say, ‘Bring it on, my stud.’ Brad goes over and lays. Rope, clothespins, nipple clamps, vibrators and dildos, a spatula and wooden spoon from the kitchen. I already have the black leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles as he instructed."Take off your robe." I let the blue silk slide off my shoulders to the floor. I am pleasantly self-conscious as he looks at me. His expression is intense and I feel my nipples getting hard. "Up on the bed," he says, I climb up on the bed and sit facing him. I watch as he cuts the rope and brings over two.