And he clearly worked out, with his thick bull neck, emerging from a short sludge-green bomber, zipped up and stretched tight over wide slabby pecs. A...d below the waist! Wow! Jeans, bleached almost white, straining at the seams over big, bulging thighs, and, when he turned to go up the stairs opposite me, glutes like a pair of large melons in a small bag. I was just wondering how far I'd have to shove my face between them, for my tongue to reach his hole, when a hard, loud, slurred voice. Further pairs of shackles were fastened around her wrists and elbows which were pulled behind in a strappado. Another U shackle had been place around her throat and another into her mouth the thick iron bar tasting of a mix of grease and salt. A bar attached to the neck, elbow and arm shackles prevented her from bending her arms and kept her head facing downwards. Chains from her waist shackle were linked up to her wrists and then more chains from the shackles at her wrists, elbows and neck. Whilst her bloody husband was on the golf course again or perhaps the new mistresses bed Jane went around to Beth’s flat.Beth let her in being even more shy than usual. As they sat down with coffee Jane wondered how she was going to bring the subject up before she did Beth pre-emptied her.“The answer is yes; I have been sleeping with him. I am stuffed either way so at least I can stop lying to you.”“Stuffed either way. Would you care to explain?”“Well I am losing my home and now that you know,. I slowly run my hands over the outline. Again I let out an audible moan as I felt it twitch as I touched it. Brad was whispering things in my ear and making me squirm beneath him...stuff like..., "Oooh you sexy bitch"...and "God you feel soo sexy and smooth"...or "you beautiful girl!"When he said, "you beautiful girl." I felt so happy and I wrapped my legs around his hand that was playing with my panties. I locked his hand into place with my legs as I pulled his head up off my breasts by his.