My breathing sped up, and my fingers clenched tighter in her hair. I was getting close, and her fingernails scraping underneath my balls was making me...tingle while her tongue on my cock felt like euphoria made flesh.I groaned out, “Oh, Baby, I’m going to cum. Make me cum, Sis. Swallow me, Amber. Swallow for your brother. You love sucking this cock, don’t you, Baby. You love sucking your big brother’s huge cock and swallowing all his cum. Oh shit, here it comes, Baby. Don’t stop ... don’t. When the host asked the question he'd earlier told Ryan he would ask--the one about asking for an explanation from his wayward wife--Ryan had a sudden inspiration. He signaled frantically at the camera and the producer behind it."Wait... wait... I got an idea," he told them.The annoyance on the faces of the host and producer faded as Ryan explained what he had in mind. They knew he'd recognized Sean Michaels in the videos. He'd said so on camera. They hadn't known Ryan was well enough. Her wrists were uncuffed, and she was stretched out spread-eagled on her back. Ropes looped round her wrists and ankles, and pulled tight on the floor rings. First, her boots and walking socks were removed, then iron shackles, about an inch wide and a quarter inch thick were riveted around her ankles. I noticed that each shackle had a number of rings set in it, presumably attachment points for chains. This was proved correct when, after each shackle was fitted, a chain was attached and locked. Is making love really all it’s built up to be?”“If you will, I want you to lie back on the boulder and let me make love to you. If dark overtakes us, we’ll go to the Log Home and you can help me make love to our friends.”I moved over to a smaller boulder, then stepped up onto the larger boulder. When I reached down to pull her up, Cami was laughing as the others pushed her butt and legs until she stood next to me.“Love me, Eddie. I was willing to let you fuck me, but I’ll wait until the next.