My other tit pulled from its cup as a hand went down the back of my knickers, a finger pushing between my cheeks. The hand left my wet slit as I felt ...y knickers rip and fall down my leg, my cunt exposed to all.Hands on my tits, hands pulling my cheeks apart. Hands, rubbing and slapping my engorged lips. I writhed, trying to move but my bindings held firm. Fingers pressing into my cunt, pushing against my tight arsehole, rolling and pulling my nipples as I bucked against it not wanting it to. I was now aware of her writhing against me as I reached the final destination, the bud of her clit, hard against my tongue. I moved my lips and gently sucked on it and was rewarded by her shuddering collapse over my head onto the bed.Slipping my head out from underneath her, I twisted round and held her hips up as I moved my knees under her and my penis tip against her open sex. I took a moment to spread a little saliva to make sure of the lubrication, then gently glided all the way in. I could. I was concerned that Jeanne might have encountered some sort of difficulty. Amy and Mel kept reassuring me. They both maintained that Jeanne was most likely having a good time and wanted to prolong the evening. Rationally I knew they were correct, but I couldn't help myself. I was still anxious. I had the same problem when my daughters started dating. When the telephone finally did ring Amy, Mel and I all smiled at each other and then Mel answered it. "Hello." The speaker was already on. "Hi. " Oh, God," I silently marveled. "These people -- my own mother -- reallydo have things planned out for me." Amazingly, my thoughts did not go toSir John, but rather those two young hunks at the fetish ball last night."Yes, I like the idea," DeeDee continued swooning. "I like it very, verymuch! God, I can't wait. He is going to get so fucked!" Hey, Connie," she continued, "I'm getting a massage from Anna at two,maybe you could get Maria to give you one then as well -- we all know howshe feels.