Soon their shared pleasure became evident in the music of their love cries. In the heat of passion, she reached out her hands to his chest and began...to tease his nipples, and without re-opening his own eyes, he sought out her breasts and played with them, rolling her stiff nipples between his fingers. The whole atmosphere had a surreal feel to it, from the quality of their love cries, which sounded so real yet so otherworldly, to the smell of their sex, which was all-pervasive you could. Alan didn’t seem to notice, but I gave Matt a dirty look and shook my head. With a wry smile on his face, Matt winked at me, then – with his hands playfully squeezing my swaying boobs – continued slowly sliding his dick in and out of my wet cunt as I continued my ‘goodnight’ conversation with my husband.Once Alan and I had exchanged “I love you’s” and hung up, I tossed the phone aside and started pushing back against Matt’s forward strokes. Talking to my husband with Matt’s cock sliding in and. They surrounded me and appraisedme, the diamond piercing, my tattoos, all looking as if they wanted me,but held back for some reason.Sensing my confusion, my master took up my leash again and guided me intoone of the bedrooms, as I was lead in, I was surprised to see 7 otherwomen. All of them were in either lingerie or fetish gear, but none wererestrained. "Girls, this is Serena, make her welcome". he told her as hereleased me from my arm binder, then urged me to walk up to them beforehe. I resumed stroking, and about twenty minutes later I hear a knock at my door, I stop stroking and then say, “Come in Taylor.” She comes in and looks scared, as there was more thunder since the first, she then says, “Bryan, do you mind if I sleep with you tonight, I’m scared to sleep alone.” I say, “Taylor, of course you can sleep with me.” I forgot to put my clothes back on, and in my mind said oh shit. This is not good. I was lying towards the wall and when Taylor came into my bed, she quickly.