Sitting down in the chair opposite hers, placing her drink carefully on the table beside her, holding mine close, knowing I was going to need a bit of...liquid courage to go through with this, I smiled at her and said, “Is this seat taken?” She looked up at me, her hazelish green eyes widening as though abruptly aware of my presence, and shook her head no whilst taking another drag on that cigarette, now stained red with her lipgloss. “Thank you for the drink, love.” That was all she said, but. He took my hands and pulled them so I was facedown across it, arms out. He fumbled with something and I realized he was handcuffing me like that.“Is this okay, Lynn?” he asked. I was afraid that if I protested the deal would be off. Besides, even though I would never admit it, well okay. I was about to admit it but didn’t want to mean it, if you understand the difference.“Oh, yes, Mike, it is okay. I like it!” The moral, happy wife in me wished it wasn't a true statement but it was. I did like. Now, I had to conquer self sex. I had to devise a way I could fuck myself in my own ass. I started with angles. Those didn't quite work. I had to thrust while not moving. I tried a portal facing a portal. That also didn't work. Still had to move and not move. Finally, I came up with a sliding platform. I could put one portal on it, put one portal on a non-sliding surface, and then close the gap. I would then slide the one portal closer and further. I went to work. I set up two. The first was. Precum is splashing on the window and dripping down my thighs from the force of you plowing my wet pussy and neighbor Steve is licking his lips and fondling his firm balls as we all climb into a heated frenzy. I lick the glass of the window wanting to taste Steve's thick hard rod and he shutters as if I licked his precum dripping tip. Suddenly you pull my hair firm but gently, and that carnal heat begins to burn all over my body. With my leg still in the air and Steve still stroking.