“Make me naked, Joe,” she said, laying on the seat. He removed the skirt and the shirt. She removed his shirt. He pushed his pants off with his fe...t. They looked at their nakedness. She guided him back inside her, her legs pulling him deep. He didn’t know if his Dart rocked. He actually made smooth thrusts inside her to prevent it. But in the end, when his urge left him bereft of thought, it probably did rock. Although not for that long. Fast, urgent thrusts. High and hard. They made her cum. Nichole tilted her head back and began to moan. She tried to spread her legs more, desperately needing some pressure on her crotch, but helpless to do anything about it as she struggled against her bindings.Once Nichole's tits were nice and stiff, the two captors gave each a quick bite and then moved down to the secretary's legs. Nichole continued to moan as she felt the two women's tongues and fingers caressing her smooth skin, slowly working from her calves, to her knees, and then higher. " It's ok," she let out a little laugh. "Look, you don't have to sleep on the couch. You can sleep in here with me." Michelle said as she backed up and sat on the edge on my bed facing me."You sure?" I asked bewildered by the change of attitude from her."Yeah, you are doing me a favor my letting me crash here tonight. You shouldn't have to be kicked out of your bed. And I'm not going to sleep on the couch, so we can sleep in here together. It will be fine," She justified.I got up off the. But I guess I'll have to get all undressed if I'm going to try the panties on, won't I Pop?" "Yes, indeed, Susie. How else could we see if they fit? But these two gentlemen will help you, won't you boys? Help Susie get undressed?" Suddenly Mr. Messner--Susie had begun to think of the two salesmen as the cigar man and the lollipop man--grabbed at the hem of her skirt and tried to pull it down. "Oh, golly yes! Here, let me help!" "You have to undo the zipper first, Mr. Messner. .