You feel his hand firmly pressing against your blouse. Even with a bra and blouse between you and his hand he still feels amazing. Your knees weaken...and you feel supported by him, his arm holding you tight across your waist onto your breast, his lips against your neck, his other hand pressing against your hips toward the bottom of your skirt. How can you feel so safe with someone you have never met? Your brain is about to short circuit. It cannot process all the sensations running through. “Sit up, hands behind your back” Alison ordered and I did so allowing my mother in law to firmly secure my hands behind my back and slip a blindfold over my eyes. Next, my feet were secured and I was shoved back down onto the bed, cock sticking up like a lighthouse. I had never been on the receiving end of something like this, and I was completely at the mercy of Alison, a rather worrying thought. I could hear her large frame moving, and the unmistakable sound of clothing being taken off. Next. Each exposing their already hardening cocks. Tim glared in my direction and then cleared his throat to get my attention . . . I soon realized that he expected for me to lower my shorts also.Pushing my wife down onto her knees between Peter’s spread legs, Tim then further instructed Jackie. “Okay sweets this is the game, you’re gonna suck each one of the guys cocks . . . and you’re gonna try to attach a name from our ball team to each dick!” Tim almost callously stated. “Now that shouldn’t be. " he stammered. They stood there for a moment, and both felt really awkward. Beth pulled her dress back into place... not knowing what to say or how to feel, "So..uh...same time tomorrow?" she managed. "sure!" He smiled hopefully. She backed up alittle, and they said an awkward goodbye and both headed home with new thoughts on their minds. During that night and for the better part of the next day all they could is think about one another. Beth day dreamed for most of the day about what the.