That, of course, was why she always had to have her hands cuffed behind her back when her belt was off. She had heard stories of women managing to bri...g themselves off even with their hands thus cuffed, but she knew she didn't have time to experiment. Taking too long would prompt Paul to punish her.She hoisted up the skirt of her dress with difficulty, and sat down on the toilet, leaning forwards to make room for her hands. She felt nozzle protruding from the toilet, and shifted her position. I knelt there feeling Ben probe my ass with his fingers, one, and then two. And then Lynn stopped. Jesus! Suddenly her mouth wasn't on my cock any more. The disappointment of her taking her sweet mouth away from my eager cock wasn't made up for by the feeling of her soft hand on my cock—as good as that felt.When Lynn had moved up so that her face was right under mine, she used one hand to pull my head so that I was looking directly at her. She was very beautiful; I could see the passion in her. I started talking with her in front of my wife, proving to be a friendly neighbour. She hesitated to reply at first, most of the time she would reply to me looking at my wife but soon after she opened up in chats with me as well.Our both families visited many places and in those outings we came even closer in terms of chats and slowly that shyness in her was gone. I use to play pranks and pull her legs which she liked a lot and it didn’t bother my wife or her husband as a sort of close friendly. Muscles played along her two delving fingers as her thumb rubbed furiously against Daphne’s’ clit. A backlash of shared pleasure lanced into Chandrya and she gently eased off her manipulation of her sister’s body, ever since they were little, she had got a deep sense of satisfaction from making her sister cum.Slowly, Chandrya eased her sister down from her orgasmic high, her fingers slowing then slipping from deep within Daphne. For a moment, they just held each other close, saying nothing as.