He gasped feeling the heavy heat of the fire."What the fuck is this," he yelled his voice full of terror and disbelief. His eyes darted around trying ...o see if there was a way to get free. His arms ached from his earlier attempt and he had re-injured his shoulder. He could feel the burning of his muscles in his arms as he sat there helpless. During his struggle he noticed his feet were not chained just his arms. He sat there feet flat upon the stone floor as he waited for whatever would come. “It’s going to feel even better,” Erin told me, pulling back her hand and repeating the motion. My hot, wet pussy walls wrapped tightly around the rubber-encased fingers. It was a new sensation, but a strong one, and my breath hitched every time she pushed them deeper. “Yes! Fuck, Erin, your fingers are magic!” I urged her on. She giggled, starting to finger-fuck me in a slow but steady rhythm. “You say that now. What are you going to say once my whole hand is inside you?” “Whole hand?” My. Every time she bent forward I could see down her top revealing her pendulous breasts, which had wide brown areolas and super hard big nipples. It was a warm summer evening so the water soaked up easy into buckets and in no time we’d cleared up. Throughout my cock was hard and raging and I knew Helen could see it. Strangely knowing she could see my cock and she knew I could see all her glory, neither of us reacted which seemed to heighten the sexual tension between us. As I was finishing off. He rolled it on my dick and start giving me a blowjob. He was so desperate and eager and was almost giving me a deep throat. To be honest he was doing better than my wife.It was like he is in love with my dick and he wanted it more than me. Asking my wife to give me a blowjob. Probably my wife does it only because I ask her. But this guy was doing it as if he was born for it. I only realized it when I noticed that I was playing with his hair and pushing his head more on my dick.As opposed to my.