She was transfixed between the tight, hard pull of the bind on her head and the sharp pain of the nipple clamps and she knew without his saying that i... she moved in either direction, no only would there be pain, but he would rebuke her harshly. She couldn't tell what he was doing now as he knelt behind her on the bed, but suddenly, roughly, he grabbed her wrists, pulling them behind her back and wrapping them tightly enough that her fingertips tingled and she knew there would be no escape from. John was feeling her up while kissing her. I was sitting on the other side. He motioned for me to feel her up. So I slid my hand onto her tit closet to me and gently squeezed. She kept kissing him. I slid my hand down her stomach and moved inside her panties going for the golden triangle. She moaned something into John's mouth. He stopped kissing her and she grabbed my hand and removed it. She told John she didn't want to do this. He looked and her and picked up her clothes and told. He was reluctant, at least at first, then warmed up to the idea of sucking another guy’s cock. She got up really, really close and watched her husband blow me. The whole time she was licking her lips, and fingering herself.I had him stop just before I shot my load, and they kissed for a few minutes, while I watched. She had us sit next to one another on the sofa, and told us to stroke each other’s cocks while she watched. The wife pulled a chair in front of us, and she fingered her pussy while. Oh and her friend krista, the one who was throwing the party, was also considerably sexy. she was about the same height as teresa, maybe a bit taller, but with darker hair which she used to dye different colors every now and then. she was the trouble maker of the two, the bad girl. she hung around with more questionable people and had slept with a couple guys before. everyone knew that. but teresa had only had a few serious boyfriends. they had thrown a bunch of parties at krista's house before.