(ya your not wearing a bra- lucky me).then i would scoot you back onto the bed more to get the approprate possition to start undoing your pants.as you... breaths get harder and the room gets hotter, i would slowly start to peel your pants off.gingerly kissing you the whole time. yes now we are just down to the panties.as i toss your pants off to the side my lips giuding my toung over your firm nipples i can feel your hands going through my hair. you grab my shirt and start removing it. as you do. I then had an evenharder time in my bondage restraints as I did the dusting, vacuuming,washing windows, and mopping floors. I was left alone in the house doingchore after chore but couldn't even think of escaping, not dressed andbound as I was. Both Master William and Mistress Helen were gone tilljust after lunch when Mistress Helen returned from wherever she went.She buzzed me with my butt plug while I was in the laundry room loadingthe washing machine with their bedding from their bedroom.I. “Third, as Dale, Susan, Jason, and I all got interested in each other a week or so ago, they slid into the sex as easy as anything, whereas Jason and I were as nervous as a long-tailed cat in room full of rocking chairs. They didn’t have any qualms or hesitation; in fact, I took them to be old hands at multi-partner relationships.Fourth, for now, is that last night after we’d spent the night making love, I felt restless and so I took a walk around Dale and Susan’s house. I looked out the. I could see that all she had underneath was a skimpy see-through night gown. I was stunned, didnt know what to say, and John just sat there and tried to act like everything was normal, but I could see his eyes were glued on Maryannes body. I felt myself somewhat scared, but at the same time starting to get turned on. Within a few minutes Maryanne, my sweet and loving bride of almost two months, said she was still warm, and asked me if it would be okay if she removed her robe. Neither John or I.