. so I have to tiemyself up again? Well.. my ass is sore... I lock myself in face down, spreadeagled on the bed, and wait.. I'm tired.. I should get t... sleep soon...In fact it takes me a while, that 'cat' nap in the morning, and the pain inmy ass make things hard.. as well as the bondage. But.. eventually I doze,and am woken by my ass being probed, a quiet chuckle as my note is read andthen, the feel of talented hands caressing my ass. Once again somethingsoothing is rubbed into my ass, and my. Like an indirectkiss, maybe? I shook my head. What a childish thought. As we continued toplay these thoughts became stronger, particularly when we got moretouchy-feely.The night carried on and I was having an absolute blast. This is whatlife was all about. Maybe it's the alcohol talking but just hanging outwith my best friend playing Halo. This is the life! And if we were ableto just stay like this. Stay in these bodies! We could do shit like thisall the time without work or fucking bills and. Cindy watched as Mandy held onto the swinger's head and twisted her hips against his face. She saw Billy slide two fingers back into her sister. Cindy bit her lips in envy and shoved most of her hand into her own recently-pummeled cunt.Flicking his tongue against the older girl's clit, William began working a third finger into her. So far, she hadn't really displayed any resistance or discomfort. She was tight but also fit and fully mature. In his mind, it was a foregone conclusion that she. I stood up and in doing so discovered I now had a bulge in the front of my sweats. I walked the few steps and reached down to pick the remote up off the coffee table. As I did so Joyce looked up and placed a hand on the bugle in my sweats and said: “It appears the pill is starting to take effect.”“I believe so.” I replied as our eyes met.With the remote in my hand I returned to the couch and sat down. Joyce put her kindle down, stood up and walked over blocking my view of the television..