My raging hard-on was sticking out the top of the pouch on the G-string. She walked into the bedroom a few minutes later wearing a red satin camisole,...garter, nylons and black patent leather pumps. She came over to the edge of the bed where I was sitting, grabbed my balls through the pouch, and told me to open my mouth. She then stuffed my mouth with a couple pairs of her panties and tied a scarf around my head to form a gag. She bound my wrists behind my back and tied my ankles together to. Eliza’s kisses trail upward to Tanya’s neck and she whispers in Tanya’s ear, “Go on, Tanya. Cum for us.”Tanya cannot take it. She is thrashing on Rayna’s tentacles, moaning loudly, grabbing at the sheets beneath her. Eliza moves to her nipple and bites down. Rayna tentacles are a blur of motion in Tanya’s pussy. It drives her over the edge and her orgasm crashes over her. She is so out of it, she doesn’t even notice that the tentacles have slipped away until she feels two tongues lapping up her. He was the best man at our wedding and we decided hewould also be Mary's best man too, forsaking the matron of honour.I never cared about the height difference with Mary. As we walked alongshe would often put her hand on my shoulder and I would wrap my arm roundher tiny waist. People would often point and laugh and we would both joinin the joke with strangers. My confidence had rubbed off on Mary and wedid not care.In bed it was slightly difficult however. When making love with me on topI could. ' but could only grunt as he continued to ram his nine inches of dick into me. My fingers were scratching at his back as he reiterated again '...spread your fucking feet...' Trembling I managed to get hold of my feet and pull them open as Steve licked my lips and whispered '...now that's how a bitch should act...' Steve crawled up while his dick was still lodged in my butt till his knees were under my buttocks and he was gripping my shoulders so tight I was in a fetal position with my feet over.