Amanda stared at me and responded without a word. She just simply reached down and pulled her shirt off. I stood there in my jeans, t-shirt, tennis sh...es, dressed, staring at her bra. I felt my dick get hard.Amanda just stood there, her face growing redder, and simply pulled her shorts off, staring at me as she did it, and stepped out of them. She was standing in front of me wearing nothing but a pair of peach colored bikini underwear and a matching bra. Goddamn, I was getting so fucking worked. I love to masturbate, doing it for Jamie while he fucked Sarah was even better. When I came again it was even harder than the first time. It felt like my whole body was cumming, my toes stretched, my head rang and every inch of my skin tingled against Sarah's as we both enjoyed being Jamie's filthy little sluts. Then I found the tie around Sarah’s wrists and pulled her loose from the table, knowing that by now she was beyond all resistance, far too turned on to be thinking clearly. She. Geoff said, cryptically. "Drink?" and David said, "Glenmorangie, straight. Andrea?" She had replied, "Must I?"Andrea? ... there it was ... that question that put her in this condition. She would have been completely satisfied with water. She deliberately left out that part of the conversation; I suppose I must. She had said that."Where are we, David?" Almost to Sarnia, why?" Can we stop?" I suppose." This infernal racket is driving me insane," she said."Racket?"She pointed at the rigging .... Glastonbury's eyes. "Wiry strong, I'd have to agree. She knocked one of the perps clear across the warehouse. He cratered one of the concrete walls. Then she stuck a piece of wood in the heart of a third perp and he too was gone; dust. The fourth one came at her swinging six feet of chain. It takes longer to describe her ducking under the swing and coming up, sword in hand, and lopping off the bastard's head that it did at the time. More dust."I started to get up, to say thanks if nothing else..