"We'll sit over there and let you finish your meal," said thepolicewoman. "Do you promise not to run off?" "Of course," I said, indignantly. Until now... I'd not had chance to look at my PDA and see what Jill hadsent. I discretely looked at it and saw that she had copied Stacy andBrenda. As I struggled to finish off the pancake, which I'd onlypurchased to keep Helen happy, I looked at what was happening. The peoplewho I thought were Hayfield Hall security were happily having another cupof coffee. I reached forward and ran my hands over her lovely round cheeks and moving between her legs, slipped two fingers easily inside her. She shuddered with pleasure and arched her back, pushing back against my fingers. I noticed the vibrator still on the floor, so I reached down and picked it up. I slowly moved it up the backs of her thighs and over the cheeks of her backside and eventually between her legs to find her very wet pussy. She gasped in ecstasy as I pushed it inside her hot hole.. All I could focus on was the pleasure washing through me, enough to keep me hard, not enough to let me orgasm, just a wave of pleasure building inside. I wanted to move, to respond to the ceaseless pleasure, but my chains kept me tied in place. I began to writhe against my restraints, starting to hump the air in what minute ways I could, trying desperately to get some of that pleasure to wrap around my cock instead of being trapped inside of me.But nothing worked. I couldn't touch myself, and. When he pulled out i felt the balls being put back in my messy cunt, now his seamen and the balls are in my cunt.Then he put back the crotchrope.He gave me a handkerchief to put underneath my sloppy cunt.Get back in the car slut, he told me.On the way back to my house my tits were still out and in full sight.Master made me masturbate almost the entire trip.About 5 minutes from home he told me to put on my coat.When he parked in front of my door he ordered me to get inside and clean up my.