“Could you give me a hand please?” the voice came from the bedroom. Still in a state of shock I went in and she said “I think the zips broken or...something, I can’t move it, can you try please?” I was out of my depth! I’ve undone my wife’s zips hundreds of times, but this was Emma fucking Watson. My hands were trembling as I went to help and it was like an electric shock when I touched her bare back. She jumped saying “oooo, your hands are cold”. “I’m sorry Emma it must be the cold can I’ve been. I was stuck. My arms were all his. He put his cock back in my hands and I continued to stroke his cock and balls as I did before I was handcuffed. ‘Hell, what’s the difference if I’m cuffed or not’, I thought. I assumed glory king got off the power he had over me, the power to keep my hands in his side of the booth, to keep my hands pleasuring his cock. Though I have to admit, I was in no mind to remove my hands before he cuffed me.Next thing I knew he took a step back. His cock is out of my. ?No, I don’t think so.??Hmph. I don’t think so either.?I sobbed again. I had bared my soul to Brenda. I had revealed something that I even tried to hide from myself.?Come here.? I rushed into her open arms. ?Daddy didn’t stop loving you, Gabby. He simply stopped punishing you.?I couldn’t help but break into fully gut-wrenching sobs. I cried and cried, unable to regain control of myself and not really trying that hard to do so. Brenda simply held me tight, rubbing my back and. Because, as I leaned in to kiss her, she jumped up, grabbed my head, and pulled me into the most passionate tongue-tangling kiss I have ever experienced. We moved behind a clump of pines without breaking our kiss, and her right hand went straight to my cock, squeezing and rubbing it through my jeans.When Lori lunged to kiss me, her short red T had flipped up, and my left hand found her nipples as my right grabbed her ass. I was lightly running my fingers over her nipples as I slid my fingertips.