The word 'Free' is inked inside one ring with 'dom' inside the other. "Baby, you're free with me," she whispers in my ear, making sure her lips connec...t with my sensitive skin.Click.Drip.Click.Drip.Endorphins fire as the cold steel pinches my skin. I try to jerk my wrists apart, testing the restraints, needing reassurance they are doing their job. All these feelings harmonize – peace, arousal, need, submission, trust. There's no need to slip her fingers between my legs to test my wetness; she. Jo-Anne too this up as a challenge and told Karen to justfollow her instructions and see what happened.A few days later a package arrived in the post. When Karen opened itshe discovered an MP3 player and a number of micro sized speakers. Theinstructions form Jo- Anne were for the speakers to be set up aroundtheir bedroom and to conceal the player somewhere handy so she couldstart it each night. Karen followed the guide and when she looked shecould hardly tell where the speakers were and she. She would take her top off and they would all grab and fondle her large breasts the entire bus ride. “God your tits are amazing.” Dushawn glanced up at Sofiá before he leaned in and sucked her left nipple.“Mmm… thank you...” Sofiá moaned as Dushawn sucked and fondled her breasts.As Dushawn sucked on Sofiá’s ample breasts, Marc fingered Madison’s moist pussy.“Oh yess.” Madison felt his finger run between her slit and rub against her clit. It felt so good.“Mmm,” Madison let out a moan as Marc. She should not be wearing anything else. Until now, she had been looking like an overgrown school girl in her midi and t-shirt. But now she looked a gorgeous woman. The saree was draped so elegantly over her body, and the pallu was clinging to her blouse, threatening to slip down anytime. It made me gasp, just like one would gasp when he sees someone about to fall off a cliff. The midriff and the large curve of her hips were clearly visible, and I thought I had never seen her wearing saree this.