My hands and feet were tied up and I was wearing a blindfold. All around me I heard voices and the sound of people unfurling something they held in t...eir hands.That's when the whipping started. I could hear the whistling of leather straps flying through the air and cracking across my bare skin with a snap. They started along my shoulders and slowly worked their way down. Every timeit was a little harder against my back.The voices were shouting at me. "Say it! Say you love it!"In the dream. Her youth wore me out by the time Mike got there. “The rescue squad is here!” I joked, lying next to a cum filled cutie. Mike went right to work diligently applying his ready tool to the recently-vacated vagina. Clare laughed as I fondled and sucked her tits from underneath as he filled her from behind. She managed to urge a small mouthful of cum from me about the time a big load of Mike’s got pumped into her already well fucked snatch.She rolled on her back and chortled, “I’m such a lucky slut. This way when you eat us out your can finger us too." Then she giggled. "Me first!" and I felt the weight shift as she straddled my head. She was great to eat out. She tasted and smelled great. No hair to get caught in my throat or inside my mouth. As I licked her clit I fingered her with my one free hand. She was very vocal and it seemed I did a good job. She quickly went into her manic multiple orgasms finally she rolled off me. She went to the door and called for the next. Someone came in. She squeezed her legs and he must have noticed because he stopped and statred rubbing her arm again, " is that helping sweetheart?" " yes im better now ,thanks" " your welcome, I always have to do that for my wife as well, she always cold, do you know what really helps" " no what" Jens nieve and trusting nature was kicing in, thinking he was really trying to help " have to do this for her" he moved his hand and cupped her breast, squeezing it in his hands, his huge hands, she grabbed his hand.