She then clamped the handcuffs to the table. Chantelle's breasts and head now rested on the table and Joyce moved behind her, spreading her legs and c...amping them in position with floor restraints.She then ordered her husband to bend over the same table and he complied by stretching out his hands to emulate my mother's position. Joyce, however, pulled him closer to the table so that his thighs were almost touching it before clamping his hands in position. She then moved to select the whip with. ”“What a life you live,” Mom said, shaking her head. “Just be safe.”“I will, Mom.” I leaned in and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. She had other ideas. She grabbed the back of my neck and held me tight as her tongue plunged into my mouth. I shuddered and whimpered into the kiss, my dick getting hard and throbbing.She broke it and said, “Homework, young lady.”“Yeah, Mom,” I panted and stumbled back. I pulled up my boy shorts, trapping my cock in them, then headed upstairs.The next morning,. . While Baby was gone I told Bob to ask her to dance when she gets back. On cue Baby stood in the middle of the room with her arm held out toward Bob and he gladly accepted, he pull Baby close and begin to sway side to side. At first Bob had his arms around Baby’s waist, but soon they drop down to cup her ass. Since no song was playing I could hear Baby moan as Bob grab her ass , soon Bob’s hands had worked they way up to Baby’s tit’s rubbing them on the out side of her shirt, Baby’s head shot. They all readily agreed, and followed us out of the theatre. Some got in the back seat of our car and the others piled into another car.We pulled out onto the road and Phil headed off home. We had hardly gone a few hundred yards when I felt a hand slip under my shirt and start to squeeze and maul my right tit and nipple. Another hand was shoved under my skimpy skirt and fingers were exploring my sopping wet cunt-hole. Another was pushing his tongue into my mouth and I started to suck on it.