You guys know how much I love both of you. I think what we have is marvelous and I don't want to see it end, but I also sometimes get so frustrated th...t I don't have the same love that you two so obliviously feel for each other. You have such a bond and I just sometimes wish I could find the same thing; you know someone just for me."Her words had come tumbling out, like once she started, she couldn't stop. She buried her face into her hands, crying harder now. Greg had heard what was happening. There was some dust floating in the air and also a weird smell around.I thought we had been robbed. It struck me, thinking that my wife Ana was home alone during my absence. I called out her, but got no answer.I looked inside the living room... and stumbled upon her. She was there; face down onto the coffee table, with her hands and legs handcuffed to it, her bare round ass up in the air, with a pillow tucked under her tummy."Ana!"She moaned. I ran towards her and saw she was gagged and. It hurt so much.The other girl was crying in earnest now, screaming in agony as she writhed on the frame, her arms tugging furiously against the bonds around her wrists as her feet kicked in the air. The latticework of her ribs and taut tummy glistened with sweat, her breasts bouncing with each gasp as she cried and tugged and fought and pulled on the frame. She sobbed and choked and shouted how much it burned. Trina closed her eyes again and exhaled, letting her body absorb the heat deep in. Well... he put his mouth on the woman's... uh..." Pussy!" Brandy giggled. "You're talking about pussylicking." Uh... yes," Jenny sighed. "That's it, all right. Does that feel good? I just can't imagine what it would feel like if Bill did that to me." You're in for a real treat when your new husband does that!" Brandy giggled. "It feels wonderful! It's the best feeling in the world besides fucking. It'll drive you right out of your sweet mind!"Jenny blushed a little more and squirmed in her.