Still with my back turned away I unclipped my bra and dropped the straps over my arms then cupped my boobs before turning to face them. “Get yer t...ts out! Get yer tits out…..get yer tits OUT for the lads!” They chanted again. With a flourish I whipped the bra off and waved it around my head to much cheering and whistling. I strutted around the stage for a minute or so letting everyone in the room get an eyeful of my large boobs then turned away again; bent over again so they got a good look. “Did you notice that tonight is a little different?”“How so?”“We’ve physically paired off but we are sharing everything. Isn’t the scene surrounding us an erotic sight?”“Yes. Between it and your caresses, it won’t be long before our orgasms crest.”“I think we will be last though.”“We may be swimming in your cream before then.”“I can feel it. When we cum, I may squirt. Besides, I don’t think it will be all that long because I can feel you swelling and getting hotter.”As she was sharing her. When you reached the door, you turned around and whispered, You owe me. HER: And owe me he does. As I leave the restaurant I am smirking at the thoughts of him going back to work, serving customers, and knowing that he is completely spent but begging for more. I am sure he will be raging hard all night. I get into my car, still feeling the wetness between my legs. He got his, but I need mine, completely now. I dont know if I can take it much longer. This drive is excruciatingly long. A. “I feel kind of strange” you tell me as you look uneasy on your feet. “Here. Sit down” I say as I approach you. “Where? Here? On the floor?” you ask. I nod as I approach you and you fall to your knees-I manage to catch you. You look up and then your head rolls to the side as you fall under. I lay you down gently. In the basket is a blindfold, a ball gag, ankle cuffs, wrist cuffs, and a collar. I place the collar on you and then the cuffs. I go back to the truck to retrieve a blanket, a chain.