The spring snapping the jaws back shut when I released them. Mrs. Armstrong trembled, her bound tits looking so swollen. So in need of being decorated...by them.Stefani and I knelt before her. We both reached for her breasts, for her mother’s hard nipples. Just as we were about to clamp her nubs, Clint said, “You’re not even going to say it’s okay, Mr. Armstrong?”“Okay?” the weak man said.“They’re about to play with your wife,” Clint said, “and you’re not objecting? Are you just going to let us. Scott was a total nerd, top of all his classed, member of the chess team, and the AV club. He had never even kissed a girl let alone fucked one. The only time he ever saw a girl with no clothes on was either with porn or when he webcammed with a girl from europe. After he set up his laptop he grabbed all his files from the family computer, he also discovered a folder with the title MHNB, curious Scott copied that folder and put it onto his laptop.One night he knew he had the house to himself,. Her flinch and sharp “oh” puts a smirk on my face because she did not expect it at all.Standing up, I turn her to me. “Would you like to come back here for the gig tonight?” As she steps back into the water I notice a look on her face. Unable to interpret the look, I ask if she is okay.“Oh I am fine, but, I will need to visit with my friend and will not be at your gig.”I lean in and give her a kiss. “Okay, please be careful and I will talk to you tomorrow morning!”I look up during a short. I could hear her giggle and moan her approval.“You must wait for me my dear,” she admonished.I stuck my full length out from between the curtains. “Then get over here and help!”“No, you must come to me. Come in me?” she said with a quizzical look on her face. Her devilish wink left no doubt to her thoughts.Finishing up I swaggered over to the edge of the blankets and reached underneath them searching for one of her feet. I found one and slowly kneeled down, lifting her leg so I could lightly.