I said “where do we get sterile needles on a Monday without going out?” She said she had the needles, and had wanted to try the thing but had chic...ened out each time she had tried on herself the pain being just beyond what she could self inflict. I asked “if you are sure I will do it for you but only if you realy are absolutely sure” She said she was absolutely certain as she had wanted to try that pain this last 25 years but she knew she needed to be secured and gagged but only if I could. Discomfort giving way to necessity, the vinyl seat cool against his buttocks, the feint slithers of moonlight casting phallic shadows inside the car, her eyes drawn to his more than ample length and substantial girth, wondering if she would get it all inside. She was going to find out. Shuffling on the seat and straddling over his thighs, hovering precariously on both knees, opening her legs and adjusting her body for entry, lowering a hand and gripping the fleshy limb, a guiding hand easing. Tim followed me in. I instructed him to not say one word throughout this encounter and he agreed to remain silent. I could smell the K2 in the air and I knew that Amy was high, just like me.I pulled a pair of handcuffs from my pocket, moved behind her and cuffed her hands behind her back. I then double locked them so that they wouldn’t become too tight.I motioned at Tim and we got undressed. I was amazed at how thick and long his dick was but tried not to stare. I was already rock hard. I. “Oh, shit, I don’t think I can hold it.” Her hands were harsh and moved fast. I felt the cotton of my boxer briefs rubbing against it, scraping me. I shoved my fingers into her faster. Her juices soaked through and I could feel her panties growing soaked as well. I pushed my knuckles up into her and then I just felt her clench around them, holding them there, then she jerked once, twice. I felt her hip slither against me and then she let it all out. It poured from her like sap from a tree..