It wasn’t like other orgasms I’d experienced – rather than a fireworks-exploding feeling, it was more like a rush that keep on and on, not painf...l, not extreme, but more like a continually growing, tingling sensation pushing out towards my hands, my fingers, my toes, like fire, but not hot, although I was sweating. Indeed, it didn’t – or rather, I didn’t – come in waves, but like a persistent, but intensifying, psychedelic experience. I had never experienced the phrase “seeing stars” before,. These guys could be going into harm's way, they deserved nothing less than the whole truth.The team listened carefully without comment, but as Matt spoke they were mentally assigning themselves roles in the coming operation, each one recognising the talents of the others. None of them except Goat made any comment about the bad guys. Goat was incensed that anyone could treat a woman as these people. Goat may have been very active with the fairer sex, but it was always with a willing partner. His. From where I was sitting the girl was in profile to me. The way that her body tensed against her bonds pressing her tits against her blouse in a way that I’d have found pretty agreeable in other circumstances. She was pretty upset though, whimpering teafully all the time that Jacqueline was tying her to the chair.The doorman was starting to recover consciousness as Jacqueline finished. The woman in the Burberry mask snatched up the roll of tape, crouched down beside him, and plastered a few. He rubbed my shoulder and back, then asked if I wanted him to do my chest. I said okay if you want to. He said not a problem, and to go lay down I pulled the lounge chair into the shade and laid back. He knelt down beside me and rubbed lotion on my chest, then stomach. When my clothes were done I got dressed and told him I'll be back tomorrow. The next day I finished the fence and thought I was finished. He asked if I could trim the shrubs back some. I said okay and started in the front.