" She did not demur. Before her arrival, I had arranged a long strap to hang down from the landing. I tied her to it after removing the rest of her ...clothes. A naked woman, arms tied above her head in a brightly lit house with no curtains or blinds drawn. (I could do this because I am not overlooked but she was not to know that.) A lovely, helpless sight.I played with her, biting her nipples, feeling between her legs, slapping her with my hand - hard - and ,of course, using the riding crop. Her breasts felt extra warm from the walloping he had imposed. He hugged her tight, crushing her heated meat into his torso. His hips jackhammered and Bevin was pinned down for this vigorous fucking. Bevin relaxed and let Harry drive the routine. Suddenly, her pussy tingle blasted sparks from her toes to her eyeballs. She arched upward. Harry paused as she gusted for air and watched her face as he waited her out. When she showed signs of normalcy, he started up again. Bevin felt a higher. This quickly turned into a fantasy, where she burst into the room and caught me red-handed, masturbating with it over my cock. Furiously cross with me, she pulled it off, ordered me to open wide and emptied the contents into my mouth. Just that single thought, of being so exquisitely humiliated by my adulterous, ex-girlfriend, sent me into fits of rapture and, without even touching my cock, I started to climax. Within seconds, I was squirting, spurt after spurt of white-hot, molten, jizz, deep. "Try to look sexy, Nasrullah, like you are about to kiss him," said Amberand I thought that it wasn't going to be hard to look sexy whilst dressedas a playboy bunny! I put my arms round his neck and looked at him likehe was the most interesting guy I had ever seen and tried to pretend hewasn't groping my left buttock.As Steve groped me I was tempted to hit him because I was not gay andresented a man doing this to me but I was also conscious that I wasplaying the role of being something of a.