“I’ve been doing some research and there’s somewhere we could go.” Claire’s voice was shaking with excitement. “If you’re up for it?”�...�Oh, you know Vincent is up for it, darling.”Claire headed towards the park. Was she thinking about something alfresco? I could go for a knee trembler in the dark. Except she was heading towards the one light. “You want to do it in the bogs?”Claire didn’t answer with words. She just took a hold of my hand and pushed it up under her skirt. A loud moan escaped her. I shuffled uneasily around to see what was going on behind when mysuspicions were confirmed, handcuffs. Not just on my wrists but aroundmy elbows too, pulling them in tightly, also small cuffs were holding mythumbs prisoner. Adorning my arms from finger tip to shoulder was a pairof black satin opera gloves. These also shimmered in the spotlights'harsh glare. Everything seemed designed and fitted to emphasise thehumiliation of my predicament. Silver cuffs on black satin, a tight redand black. ......................................Do you get the idea that EVERYTHING reminds me of hot sex? LOL! Sometimes, all it takes is a 'look'. You catch a glimmer, a wanton secretive lust in someone's eyes, and if you chase after it you may well get it, or at least fantasize about it....I was at a birthday party and even though i was with my wife, a much older woman, married, gave me 'that look' with just the slightest twist of a wry smile before taking a sip of her drink and waltzing away to. The sub-inspector then put my mom on the sofa on her back. He took her legs and put them on his shoulders and pulled her closer to his dick. He hit her wet pussy on its sides with his dick. Rajesh was about to cum because of the blowjob and he came and cummed on my breasts. It was thick and white dirty smelling fluid. But it tasted good.I started to use my hands and licked them. Rajesh then again went back to my mom. By this time, the sub-inspector had already started fucking mom. I could hear.