At times I could hear Cathy's orgasmic screams coming from the torture chamber and when Cathy returned to tell me that it was my turn she was barely a...le to walk. I assumed that Helen had used vibrators or other devices to make Cathy come until she was completely exhausted.During my own individual sessions I became acquainted with clamps. Helen didn't use the nice shiny items which almost looked like jewelry on me. No, I had to make do with old-fashioned clothes-pins, both the wooden and the. As it seemed she didn’t hear me, i moved right behind her to tell her i was leaving. As i drew close to her she suddenly leaned back and rested her head on my shoulders with her face turned towards me as if for a kiss. My rod was iron hard from the moment i saw her at the door. I couldn’t stop myself. I bent forward, clasped her close to me and kissed her hard. She settled into my arms half turning towards me with a moan. Instinctively i reached for her breasts and she pulled my head down to. No one had called her “Renny” since third grade when her father had ordered her to use her “proper” name. It oddly didn’t make her feel like a child. Instead the affection-starved portion of her heart soared and ignited with the desire that had been growing in her all day. She leaned in and kissed him again. The kiss flowed with the passion they had denied themselves. They gasped in mutual ecstasy. Then she pulled back and gave him a wicked grin. “I will be right back.” Renee took her bags into. I reached a hand to her back and unclasped her bra, letting her big breasts bounce free against my body. I broke contact with her mouth and started kissing her neck with lust. Kathy let her head fall back and she moaned. This only lasted a couple of minutes before she laid a hand on my chest, pushing me back gently before getting onto her knees, her eyes level with my aching hard on. She took the full length in her mouth once again and began sucking it hungrily as she massaged my balls."Kathy,.