So is he.”Roger has his hands all over Rosie as she keeps tongue kissing me as I have my hand on her very erect cock.He kneels in front of her and l...icks and kisses her cock as he teases her balls with his fingertips.“Make him work for it,” I whisper to Rosie as I watch my man start sucking her erection.“Will be more comfortable on the sofa,” I tell them as Rosie leans back at forty-five degrees, her cock pointing to the ceiling as Roger kneels in front of her and teases her cock with his. That figures. It's nearly noon and that lazy bitch probably just got out of bed. Blow-drying her hair for her tennis undoubtedly. Well, you dumb cunt, you won't be playing tennis on my dime much more.What was odd was that the hairdryer sound was steady, not the normal whoosh-whoosh-whoosh of his wife moving it about her head. She must have left it on and gone out. Of course. Fucking useless bitch can't even flip a switch anymore.As Mr. Schmidt went towards the bathroom he noticed blood seeping. They burst onto the cubicle all over each other and Karen pulled down his trousers releasing his hammer and pushed him into the seat. She then pushed her fingers into her snatch and lubed his cock with her juices. Next she straddled his thighs and climbed onto his cock facing me. As she slid down we never broke eye contact and she shuddered as he started to push up. Kicking off her heels she put her feet on his legs and Colin gripped her ankles. Now Karen was able to really ride him, smashing. Rachel took out a pair of padded ankle cuffs and put one on each leg. She then attached a short chain to one cuff and climbed up on the bed and sat on my stomach."Argh, get off my bladder!" I cried out."I will, but when I untie you ankle from the bed post, you better move it over to your other leg so that I can hook the chain to it!"I did as I was told and as soon as she hopped off of me I could see that she had used padlocks to secure the chain to the ankle cuffs and I would only be able to.