“Maybe I can show you that I am not that bad for you when you uncuff me?”“So far we haven’t found you getting into trouble anywhere else, but ...hat doesn’t mean you’ve not been naughty before,” Curtis says, though he is unsure as to why he just said what he did.“I try not to get caught when I am being naughty,” she purrs. “Would you like me to be naughty? Maybe we could play bad cop, bad girl?”Curtis frowns at her amused tone. “That sounds like it could be fun,” he says, and again he doesn’t. She was now on her own for sure with the two men. Straps were scattered askew about her body as her breasts were freed to be mauled, sucked and bitten by the older of the two men. The younger man returned and began pulling the tiny bottoms off Joan. He got his hand into the crack of her ass and urgently began probing her bottom. The two men continued to chatter at each other with the older one firmly in command of the proceedings. He dropped his pants and pushed down on Joans shoulders. It was a sign of relief to me and said sorry to her and made innocent faces. Next day came and she was asking why u did this all and blahh blahhh. I dunno from where I got so much courage and I said your boobs are too big and hot. Forgot to say her size is 36d, I saw on her bra which I used to sniff. And she was like what? And I said sorry I din mean that then the conversation went likeMom: what did u say?? I wanna hear againMe: nothing mom! I’m sorry! Really very sorry!Mom: do you. You notice how your breast touch. The smoothness of her skin on yours, the firmness, the hardness of her nipples. You notice how her bush brushes up against your bare pussy, soft and inviting, like a tender breath. All these senses at once. You glance over ever so briefly out of the corner of your eye. You see me but you’re not concerned. Right now you’re caught in the moment and the sensations. You see me, hard as a rock, with my hand on my cock. I’m stroking it and smiling, fascinated at.