I wanted to draw my finger along that perfect arc, to revel in the beauty of her brassiere. I imagined the way the slightly puckered elastic curved u...wards under her arms to cover her breasts. It was the same kind Mary Ann had worn last night, I was sure of it. I could see the lace so clearly even with my eyes on her back. I wanted to reach out and cup my hands around that lace, to feel it once again. I let my mind wander and watched her undress for me. She took off her bra and flung it. I fish for the big ones, partly because they bring in the greatest possible revenue for me, but mostly because I love to break them.The blonde in the cage has a lot of fight in her, you'll notice. Her wrists are cuffed behind her back, she's naked as a jaybird, and she's in a cage used as a coffee-table. She has to beg for a bedpan, as well as any food or water she'll be eating or drinking. I always make her work for it, but still she has that fire in her eye.You see, she's convinced that she's. .' Daniel sort of chuckled and answered '...yeah you right and we will. Right now we all gonna either fuck this pussy or get our dicks sucked. Since you in so big of a hurry you are first and second fuck him or let him suck you or both but get busy!...' Now my heart was pounding in fear as I saw the look of fear in the eyes of the four guys that was with Bruce, Charlie and Daniel. It was very plain for me that they were more afraid of Daniel then being afraid of me telling on them. Bruce. I could tell from Evelyn's mounting cries at the bottom of each stroke that his cock head was probing her cervix, breathlessly teasing her to a higher state of arousal.My jealousy of Evelyn taking my ex boyfriend – the man I still loved – had melted away instantly with the erotic joy of voyeurism. I had never watched a couple having sex before and was surprised at how erotic it felt. Spellbound, I gaped at Evelyn's tiny opening stretched rudely around Evan's thick manhood; her pink folds.