Sheriff Quinton Tate, his two older wives, Virginia and Elizabeth, along with his two nieces (now wives), Rachel and Cindy, rode home from the Retreat... in near silence. Earlier, when he had arrived home after the shooting, he had been met with four crying women who seemed bent on hugging him to death. Now that the women had more time to think about the situation, panic had settled even deeper into their psyches.When they began their evening rituals in preparation for bed, the women tried to do. All four enjoyed thir respective pleasures as the fifth 'looked on'; only two of those present believing that the bound one was both enjoying their punishment and also tormented at not receiving their pleasure. The submissives writhed close to coming as the two supreme women inspected the stripes left by their work, then climbed onto the beds with legs spread as they sat, cunts gaping and eager for satisfaction before the two would be bound and tortured with further denial. Carmen and Laverne. Her mouth opened and her tongue gently touched my lips, I opened my mouth and her tongue danced around my mouth. My tongue started to join in with hers. Her hand lifted up off the bed and started to lift up my dress. I pulled away. What are you doing? What? I thought you wanted me to I dont know, Im confused. I dont know what I want Im sorry if Im going too fast, its just that Ive wanted this for such a long time and I guess Im getting carried away. Ill slow down I promise. She resumed kissing. I spread my legs a little further to give him easier access. He pushed the tip of his cock into my ass as I moaned and waited for him to fill me. The paused a moment to allow me to adjust to his cock and began to stroke my ass. With each push into my ass I went down on Tim’s dick. I felt Tim put his hands on the back of my head and this encouraged me to go down further on him. Dave said he was ready to come so I told him to come on my face, Dave pulled out of my ass and jerked his cock in.