She must not have expected me home for several more hours. I myself had planned on staying out later. After all, the girl in question had given me cer...ain indications that I had taken as a sign that she was ready, willing, and able to screw me stupid. Unfortunately, when I made a move to act on that belief, the little prick-tease slapped my face and told me to leave. What choice did I have? When a bimbo changes her mind, she changes her mind. So I hightailed it back home, not having the. Her hands were tied together and a strap placed over her upper body securing her in place. Her head was up against the front of the space, her mouth in front of a hole so a dick could fuck her. Laurels legs straddled a wide board so that her ass was flush against the back of the space with her cunt and ass up against a hole so she could be fucked. Underneath her, men could play with her tits, suck them and bite them and do as they wished. Each tit had a twenty pound weight attached when her. "If you want to leave...you can. I am not stopping you." He continued, seeming to read my mind. But as I looked at him...I found that I wasn't leaving. As much as it loathed and disgusted me...I truly felt a growing desire to taste him. His cock looked so impressive and as it had gotten harder, it grew immensely before my eyes. By now his laughter told me that he knew that not only was I not leaving, I was getting weak in the knees too. Adam continued filming me as I struggled with myself. I. All three girls wearing ... or rather not wearing bikini's, though Jan's was a black and white stripped image, where Stacy's was a blue and white polka dot affair. Obviously she wouldn't need to worry about oddly shaped dots showing up on her painting later. Crystal was dressed far more conservatively that I would have thought. Much like Darlene, she was wearing a bright red floor-length gown, though sexy in appearance, hardly showed anything at all, even though it was fairly form fitting..