Tied in knots. Or in any manner whatsoever.Without stretching the truth, I almost knelt at his feet during John's introduction. And the knowing smile ...hat he gave me let me know that he knew how I felt. I was his and he knew it.Reaching out his hand to me, I took it. All thoughts of John, of the others attending the party, of mom, of school and everything else, disappeared as his hand enveloped mine and led me to the dance floor.When his arm came around my back and pulled me to him, smashing my. A. and sat in the audience watching the next new pop phenom and his band win the best rock group award. They were back in the hotel in St. Louis so fast it made Don's head spin. He wasn't sure his eyes would ever recover from the flash bulbs.Don sat on the couch waiting for the band to arrive for their usual pre-concert get-together. The tour was going well. The music was as good as it had ever been, maybe even better. Don was picking his guitar and thinking, mostly about the awards show and. I rubbed his cock across my cum covered boob, with my face next to Nick’s cock. I was on a cloud of lust and in the midst of a huge orgasm. Any woman that has ever come without her pussy being touched knows and appreciates that she is having one hell of great sexual experience. The Italian guy in the next booth loudly announced that he was coming. Both my guys’ balls were now pretty much emptied. Just then, Nick told me to clean the guy’s cock. It was like commanding an obedient, sitting dog to. I quickly tied a tight cinch around her wrists, and another around her elbows. Forcing her arms so close together behind her back put her breasts on display nicely. I spun her around and held her at arm's length, admiring my work for a moment before pinching her nipples and pulling her close. She yelped at the sudden pain, but moaned appreciatively when I kissed her again, teasing her lips with my tongue.I grabbed something from a bag on the kitchen counter, hiding it from sight for a.