Her rubbery mounds wiggled between them. No words were spoken but the room was filled with noises: mattress squeaking, panting breaths, fleshy squishe... and suppressed moans. At last, the consummation of their efforts arrived and they crashed into simultaneous orgasms. Ned exhaled and Flora’s contorted body buoyed his relaxed bulk. She rubbed his sweat streaked back. Ned lifted his head, stared into Flora’s eyes and kissed her ardently as he slowly shrank inside her. Ned rolled over and closed. I meant Shellie, not you! Frank, lick a little faster, yeah like that. Lick me lighter, lighter, perfect! Oh yes, yes, here it comes!” She raised her hips and grabbed my head as she had what appeared to be a powerful orgasm. “Oh Shellie, you said he was good but you two as a team are incredible! Wow, that was the best! I haven’t cum like that in as long as I can remember!” She gently pushed me over and gave me a soft but very passionate kiss. She reached down and stroked my dick as she made. She made sure that the pole fit in betweenmy wrists and elbows. I was surprised by how strong she was as she effortlesslylowered me. The pole now rested tightly against my ass and shoulders. She tied my wrists restraints to the pole. She bunched my hair up into aponytail and tightly bound it with more rope. She pulled my head back and securedmy hair to the pole. I was amazed and scared by her expertise in bondage. Shetied a short piece of rope to the spreader bar, then pulled it up with. . what to do? Who to believe in ... who to trust?I was calm as the ocean in the eye of a hurricane. So why were my hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly? Why did it feel as if I were waiting for a bullet to come plowing thru the back of my head? Why was I driving west towards the Ranch in the dark with heavy snow falling all around and no headlights? Why did the image of my sister, arm in arm with a stranger who wasn't a stranger, keep popping into my mind? I didn't want to relive that.