She claimed it for herself, and I was only too happy to oblige. This went on for a little while, then she got up, grabbed me by my cock the same way y...ou would grab someone by their hand, and she walked me into the bedroom.Once in the bedroom, she knew exactly what I was about to do to her. It's what I always did to her, and she was about to have it once more. I sat her at the edge of the bed, then I made her lean back and lay flat. We begin to kiss. Her kisses were so tender and so passionate,. She froze. Was she really thinking about this woman riding her or Andy with these muscles riding her? Andy watched his wife. He was becoming aroused. Deep in his trousers his shaft pressed against his zipper. He licked his dry lips and continued to stare. It was like watching a porn movie. Mary felt a chill passing through her and it wasn’t from the breeze. Though she didn’t want to tell Amber to stop she didn’t know if the woman knew what her touch was actually doing to her. Amber moved her. Two leather cuffs. A length of chain about 2 feet long. A pair of nipple clamps. A bottle of KY. A ball gag. A few padlocksI turned around and smile at him, letting him see the tools of his torture and imagining his own punishment. His eyes spread wide and fear, and he struggled on the bed, writhing away from me as best he could. I just smiled and picked up the collar. I chained it around his neck, securing it with a padlock.I took the two cuffs and wrapped them around his wrists, before. We splashed and jumped and swam and then I turned to come out before I froze to death. Fiona was standing by my clothes. It was clear she had no intention of turning her back or walking away a little. I stood, cupped my balls and walked towards her. At the small pile, I clearly had to uncup to be able to pick up shorts (I decided to leave off smelly, stained pants). “So ... you are wearing a different pair to last night. I saw your Donald Duck pants [how embarrassing – they seemed funny when I.