It had been such a long time. I opened my eyes and looked at Chris, as he shoved me up against the bathroom stall I dropped my camera bag to the floor... The flap opened and some of my equipment spilled out. I shut my mind off and let my body fully enjoy what Chris was doing to me. He had one hand wound up in the bun that I had previously pulled my long dark curly hair up in to. The other hand was working its way under my suit coat to my 36DD breast. He was unbuttoning my silky blouse to get a. As I came round a particularly large tree, I caught a whisper of voices on the wind. Something about the tone of the voices made me slow down and move cautiously, even though I couldn’t work out what was being said. I could see that the path I was on opened out into a moon lit clearing, and I approached it slowly, keeping to one side of the path. I could still hear the voices, which were getting clearer. There was a womans voice, and a mans, but I couldn’t tell much more about them. I’m not. Thinking of the mystery visitor in the wee hours who arrived while I was gagged and bound to the kitchen cabinets. Michelle had entertained them for sometime then headphones had been placed on my head and loud rock music had played. My little butt plug was removed and I had been fucked by big cocks,I think? I did feel them swell up as they shot loads of cum in my ass over my back . I had orgasmed a few times without being touched on the kitchen floor. Michelle had released me once the visitor. My heart was racing with the thoughts of her sitting tied to the chair, helpless and scared and what I could do to hurt her…. I stood In front of Sue and began kneading her massive breasts with both hands.I began gently and softly. I could hear her breathing increase, small moans of pleasure escaped from her mouth. I bent over and kissed her on the mouth gently. ‘You want me to hurt you don’t you Sue?’ she nodded shyly In agreement. I squeezed her huge jugs violently and she jumped still tied.