She arrived with her friends from Houston just yesterday. A bachelorette party, you see. She wasn’t even the maid of honor, but now that she’s her..., she won’t be neglected. In fact, how should I say—she’ll receive our focused attention.?The bound woman, her head incased in a burlap sack, rope synching the cloth tightly around her neck. Arms locked behind her, shoulders bowed, rippling, her small breasts quiver.Holding her in place is a wooden beam rising behind her. She is seated upon a chair. N: I am eagerly waiting do come in..As I enter seeing her smooth back and big bums I choked on voice… thinking wtf is this… Then I pour warm oil on her back of the neck and start massaging with my thumb.Y: hey Neha is the oil warmness fine .N: just perfect Yaar…I massage from her neck till shoulders and then pour warm oil on her back… and with my palms give her long strokes from her waist till neck Y: is pressure fineN: uuummhhhI then slowly massage from outer back to middle all across in. Gazing up at him she saw his head resting back against the door, his mouth held open, eyes closed. His thrusts were becoming less subtle, his cock almost hitting the back of her throat. She welcomed it, emitting soft gagging noises on his dick. Suddenly he tugged her head away from him, rearing it back. He smoothed his bulbous, purpling dickhead against her cherry-red lips, and playfully bounced it against them. "I want your cock in me," she said almost without knowing. "Right.. Are you almost ready?’ In the background she could hear a bunch of lockers slamming shut and guys shouting back and forth to each other. ‘Yeah, you can start walking down to the private lots. My parents have the passes to get in, but call me if you have any trouble.’ ‘Yes, sir. We’ll see you in a few minutes.’ **** Marcus stood by a cement pillar with his arms crossed over his chest waiting as everyone came down to meet him. Even he couldn’t believe the turn of events in the game causing the.