But why was I here and not in a hospital? Was I paralyzed from the accident? ‘No, I could feel my arms and legs. Good.’ ‘Gawd, help me.’ I was...tied my arms were stretched wide pulled straight out between two supporting poles. I looked down and so were my legs. I was wide open, ‘WHY! Think, Suzie, think.’ I told my foggy pain-racked brain. ‘Why am I tied up? Was I trying to run into the fire, was that it and the firefighters had tied up like this me to keep me safe? Were my clothes burnt off of. Tell me if you want me to pause or stop, and squeeze my hands if you need to. I'm going to go as slow as possible to try to minimize your pain.I nodded, I knew it would hurt a little. I was ready, and I knew he was going to treat me right. It felt good knowing he was going to be my first.After a second pause, he began to push himself inside. I squeezed his hands. It hurt, but felt so right.He must've seen the pain on my face, because he paused and asked if I needed a minute. I shook my head,. Both of the girls work full time and hardly got to spend time with each other or their boyfriends. Ariel works 3 nights a week at restaurant and 2 nights a week at a grocery store, and Amanda works at a bar.Early one Sunday morning Amanda knowing she had the day off decided to do some laundry while dressed in nothing but tube socks and a red thong. She poked her head into Ariel's room to ask if she need any done, but Ariel was fast asleep nude. Her firm and supple tits exposed staring back at. She lifted her hips, moved slightly forward and sank down, spearing herself on the rock-hard tool. She was as tight as a teenager, but her flowing juices eased the passage deep into her hot, hot cunt. Wendy placed her hands on George’s shoulders as she started to rock grinding her swollen clit into George. She threw her head back in her ecstasy as they neared their first orgasm together. George, having only masturbated this past month, couldn’t hold back against her assault. “OOOOOHHHHHH,.