’ So, now, a few months later, Jill crosses the room to where I sit at her heirloom oaken desk, fingers tapping wood instead of keys. Jill has no p...anties on, only the gown she woke up in. She straddles me and settles her vagin…, her pussy, onto my lap, feeling for my dick through my jeans. ‘Don’t ever write that word unless you are trying to capture something real you feel. Do you need to be reminded?’ She moves her face toward me and opens her mouth. I accept. We kiss through the whole theme. .." I unzipped my skirt, slipped it off, and hung it up on the rack. No slip to bother with, so I next slipped off my blouse which I also hung up on the rack. Next, my bra came off--but I left on my garter belt, nylons and panties. I thought this massage could be a little different if I left my nylons on for a change. How would Masu react? Masu had laid out a clean white sheet on the massage table. He never bothered to lay out another sheet to cover his client's bodies because he couldn't see. I then put the other end on Brit’s right nipple and pumped it tight. I did the same with the other two nipples.Next I placed a tube on Wren’s clit and pumped it in. It was so very well attached that it pulled her clit almost to the very end of the tube. Capturing Brit’s clit in the other tube and pumping it to the end of the tube also. Grabbing a rope, I then tied it to Wren’s cuffs and to the post behind her. I then attached a rope to Brit’s cuffs, pulling it back so she moved back stretching. The third guy, who would be the voyeur, was short, fat, bald and sweating profusely."Oh, he is nice. Big chunky lad ready for fucking" said the red head with a creepy smile."Mmmmmm, nice." Added the swimmer."Here" said the suit, "go in to the garage and get ready" and he handed me a fresh tube of KY jelly.I went past the guys and through the door joining the kitchen to the garage. The garage did not house a car. There was small bed in the corner and a naked bulb, that was it. Getting ready.