First in fitting Jane with a black triangular ball gag, the leather straps of which ran over her head, before parting either side of her proud nose, t... join the straps connected to the large rubber ball inserted into her mouth with Velcro ended leather straps sealed together behind Jane’s head.Leather ankle cuffs, clipped to a heavy chrome chain, gave Jane Richards just enough freedom to hobble along, while a short chrome ‘yoke’ across her neck and shoulders, held her leather wrist cuffs close. When we approached my car I heard her gasp as she looked at my Audi RS 8 spyder. As we drove the short distance to my house we talk about our childhoods. I found out she was a Foster kid and never new her real parent but was very close to her frosted parents. When we pulled into my drive way she let out another gasp. As we walked into the house she was amazed at how big it was compared to her apartment. I just went laughed and gave her the tour. As it got later I asked if she wanted to watch a. My nipples stiffened, feelinglike miniature erections. My arousal was obvious and I felt ashamed.Jane came over and clasped my hand in hers. "It's okay. I've been here,remember."I thought back to when I held her in my arms the night before. When shehad changed and her brand new cocks had gone off against me. Six barsof hot erotic love pulsing against my skin. I wondered what one of themwould feel like pressed between my soft breasts. That pushed me overthe edge and I doubled up as I came. ‘Well, why don’t you? Also, you should probably learn how to shampoo your hair – I could show you.’ ‘Ohhh, trying to get frisky, Peter?’ Demetra teases me. I blush, and Nightwing smiles to herself. ‘Sure,’ Nightwing announces. ‘Why not.’ ‘O-okay,’ I stammer, still blushing. Damnit, Demetra… ‘You two have fun in there!’ Demetra teases us. I try to stammer a rebuttal, but Nightwing speaks for me. ‘We’ll try – but we make no promises.’ Demetra chuckles, and I blush furiously as Nightwing brushes.