“Did you manipulate ME into doing it?” she asked.I chuckled, “I think that was more likely the other way around! But I don’t think I was manip...lated. And it sort of depends on how you define manipulation. Let’s say there was no deceit or deception involved and the fact that you’re a sexy young woman doesn’t count as manipulation!”I squeezed both of her butt cheeks with my hands and she wriggled on top of me.“So if all the girls had their tests, and understand what might happen, are they being. I could see the skin of the animal on the plywood platform, held to the dolly with a bungi cord."Hey, Hon," I said to my wife. "Are you going to be OK waiting for this or do you want something to eat in the meantime?" I should be OK. I had a couple of these," she said, holding up a half-eaten energy bar."How about the rest of you? It's probably going to take a few hours to cook this. Do you want something to tide you over till it's ready?"We ended up pulling three of the three person-meals out. What seemed like hours of cumming she finally released the head of my dick from her mouth and turned her eyes upwards to meet my eyes? She slides her long powerful tongue out of her mouth and licked the excess cum from her lips. In a soft voice she said “I hope you would tell on me!! But I was so horny and Steve was in no shape to fuck me tonight. “Oh and you’re going to fuck me with that tool of yours for sure, I will just wait till your ready!! My semi hard cock was quickly regaining itself. My arms were the put behind my back and he had a rope run behind the three truck to each wrist cuff. Producing a coil of orange rope and he started to put me in breast bondage, quite tight too with my legs and arms pulled painfully apart, he bound my breasts in a figure of “8”. I was surprised at this development, as we had only tried bondage a few times in the past. The colour of my skin was going bright pink, but not purple as I had seen in pictures so my bindings wasn’t overly tight. Next.