All Eugene could see was a blurry figure dressed in pink undoing his lower wear. The woman’s artificially enlarged assets were tempting and he thoug...ht it might have been a dream. To Imani it was a long cherished desire to finally have him. She propped up her dress and straddled his awaiting loins. Mrs. Quill let out a deep sigh of relief when she wedged herself deep into his throbbing manhood. Her extra high heels gave her the leverage to clamp on and grind his pelvis. Why she desperately. But then I realized that a couple of the guys there I had teased before, and they must've talked. But I wouldn’t be surprised if he had told. He’s done some things to tease his friends letting them know what they can’t have. We were having a great time, and I was loving-it being the center of all their attention. People sitting nearby joined in our lively atmosphere. There were 2 or 3 other women in our group, but I was the one all the guys looked at and paid attention too. LOL, yeah I. Any feelings of empathy were drowned by my feeling of relief as I realized I’d passed the first heat. The other winner and I, now bitter rivals, exchanged glances with narrowed eyes as he reached for his pants. This action brought an immediate and sharp rebuke from Angela. “No one told you to get dressed, boy. A servant will see to your discarded clothes. Remove your socks and quick, get back to the living room. I quickly shed my socks and headed back inside. I wondered what all the notes. Masters hands tap on your ankles coaxing you to bring your feet right together. Then the feeling of your ankles being wrapped resumes, a tight plastic pulling tight around your lower legs. You realise its clingfilm, a toy that has been used before but never on more than your upper body. You begin to feel a growing warmth in your legs as the clingfilm is round around your knees and up your thighs and on towards your ass and hips. The film binds your ass cheeks tight together over the rope.