He placed a collar round her neck bent her forward and tied her wrists to two, before unseen ropes, attached to the bed head posts. Secured now he str...pped her ankles to the nearest legs. Then he simply slipped himself into her and leaning forward seizing the collar end strap and pilling it, tightening the collar till the woman could hardly breath. Her face began to redden as he began his ride, unable to move or apparently breath easily, she was obviously in distress, he continued to ride. Nothing special. We felt helpless and decided we wanted to make a difference. And isn't that what makes life worth living? Hmm?We discussed possibly launching a telethon, like a sexual "Jerry's Kids" type of deal. Tim had some excellent ideas along these lines. First, we'd have to get a phone bank going, with volunteers to work those ringing phones as donations poured in to help the victims of crippling sexual frustration and loneliness. Then, of course, we'd need a Poster Man or Poster Woman. “They call it Bouncer chic here, I think I have your sizes right” Burt said looking the package over.Josh tried it on and Burt had indeed guessed his size right.The jacket made him look bigger in his shoulders and the pants fell just right.“No shirt?” Josh asked surprised looking in the box for more clothing.“I figured Danni would have one for you, a nice black polo” Burt said in such a way that Josh was made to look at Danni as well.She looked confused but then laughed and said “of course, one. It was Vickie. Absolutely nude, I could hear and feel the vacuum effect she was having on my hardness.I continued to enjoy the feeling with closed eyes, Suddenly, she stopped sucking, and quietly mounted my rigidness.She gasped as she took the length into her tight twat, slowly peeling back the walls of her fuck chamber. Silently, she rode the hardness that she impaled, gasping as shuddering slightly with each slow and sure thrust upon the object of her passion. Her wetness was spreading onto.