She wriggled wonderfully with my fingers inside of her, twisting, thrusting, feeling her wetness. Lisa rolled the two of them over, putting Kayla on h...r back. She leaned over her at an angle, still kissing the sweet blonde. I opened Kayla's legs, and slid between them licking and kissing her, teasing her, opening her up. She wiggled and twisted against me, responding deliciously. Kayla was moaning and gasping, and I looked up to see that Lisa had moved lower, and was toying with Kayla's. "I have to tie your hands." What!?" It's the house rule," I told her. "Women visitors are only allowed inside if their hands are tied behind them." You're making this up. You just want to tie me up." So why would I want to tie you up?" I don't know. Guys like to tie women up sometimes. It makes them feel superior or like they're in charge or something."I stepped very close to her; my sport coat brushed against her breasts. "Karen, is there any doubt in your mind which one of us is in charge?",. Could he please somehow forgive her!It was hard to follow all of what she said because she kept saying it over and over again in one great breath each time. Sometimes she changed the order, but it was obviously the same words she started with.Eventually she wound down and was back to the deep soul wracking sobs and the violent shaking she started with.It didn't even seem to bother her that she was doing it all out in front of her customers. She was so scared Aaron would leave her after she. She rubbed my legs and got up to my cock area. There she placed hot towels and had me open my legs up. She opened a jar of cream and rubbed it under my nut sack. She said this could help my prostate. She kept rubbing the area and with the other hand massaged my testicles in the sack. She kept looking at me and smiling. I tried to talk bit the language barrier killed everything. She was a middle aged woman who wore a flowered skirt and white shirt. I reached for her to show her where my back.