He reached in the bag and took out another set of cuffs.This time he squatted down to her ankles and attached them to each on. Taking his time. Runnin... his hand up each leg just to the inside of her thigh. He loved doing this. She jumped each time. He knew this feather-like touch he was doing was driving her crazy.He pulled one leg to the edge of the table leg and attached it, pulling it tight. He moved to the other side and repeated the process for her other leg.He stood up and looked at her.. "The women you've fucked, I mean."He pretended to be considering the question seriously."Well..." he said slowly, and then he grinned. "You're the greatest, little chick, I've never known anybody who could fuck as good as you."Then why," she said impishly, "are we talking so much and not fucking?"He had no good answer for that, so as she spread her legs to make it easier for him to get to her cunt, he sucked a nipple deep into his lips and tongued it avidly. It rose to meet his ministrations. I heard her squeal as the cold metal made contact with her skin. I started thrusting towards a mutual climax. My right hand grabbed hold of her hair, pulling back, as my free hand found its way between her thighs.“I love how you’re tight pussy squeezes me out of you.” I thrust into her hard and stopped. After reaching between her legs, I pushed my fingers into her mouth.“How do you taste, princess?” She was overwhelmed, and I felt her begin to convulse. She had a hard time holding up her own. “…yes, pretty, and I do think we are all going to have so much fun with you and I’m sure …” She’s walking around me, hands straightening my hair and fingers pecking and stroking at my body as her eyes check me over.“… the Cassidys are going to adore you. You haven’t met them yet but you will, this evening, at dinner. Now, if you could just step to your left a little … a little more … and forward half a pace … yes, that’s about right. Oh yes, quite an audience; can you see Grant? Now, you’re to.