The outline of a man. Jack. Sir. Him.“Good morning, beautiful.” He kissed her softly on the cheek.“Good morning, Sir.” She smiled and tried to...turn to her side. The straps prevented her; she was still restrained, spread eagle, face down.So it was real.He released the handcuffs, wrists first. Then ankles. She sat up, massaged her wrists. She made eye contact with Jack, as she had, in her mind, all night long. And then she felt a knot in her throat and tears in her eyes. She sunk into Jack’s. I was in no danger of cumming, but I could tell that Melanie was close to her first orgasm. A few more strokes, grinds and kisses and it washed over her. She groaned very softly, arched her back, and I felt the ripples of her vaginal walls along my dick. I didn’t stop moving during the orgasm; I just kept the rhythm we had established.We continued our slow lovemaking and Melanie had three more relatively small orgasms. We slowly increased the tempo, our bodies now covered with a sheen of. "I don't have any plans for tonight. Other than playing my video games."Kesha looked at me and shook her head, as she took the dishes from my hands, placed them on the table, then lead me out to the back patio. "You're not about to have a crappy birthday on my watch, lil brother," She said as she pushes me down on a lounge chair. Then she reaches in between her tits and pulls out a joint and a lighter and say's "I think it's time for you to unwind with me" She's say's as she sparks up the. Billy smiled again, walked over to her desk, and opened the top drawer, pulling out a lighter and an unopened packet of Marlboro Lights 100s, which she brought back to Tracy and placed on the coffee table in front of her. “Oh!” exclaimed Tracy “Do you smoke, ma’am?” She gazed longingly at the packet of cigarettes.“Call me Billy,” was the only reply she received, before Billy continued: “Tracy, please smoke for me.”“Smoke – sorry – what?” Tracy blurted out, thinking all the time, “What kind of.