I remember the first time just like it was yesterday, I came home from work and he was waiting for me with a length of rope and a blindfold, he told m... to undress and immediately covered my eyes.I was led into my bedroom where he tied my hands together in front of me and then asked me to kneel on the bed, I remember thinking, 'where is it?' and hoping I wouldn't make a fool of myself and fall or trip...…. I didn'tI also remember trying to support myself but because of the restraints I ended up. Please don’t stop I need this.”I didn’t stop. I pressed my tongue harder on her swollen clit and kept licking relentlessly. I could see in her eyes that she was about to cum, so I shoved two fingers in her soaking wet pussy and that made her arch her back.“Yes yes yes Jessica. Don’t stop pumping I’m going to cum!!!”I pumped faster and faster and then her pussy walls clenched hard on my fingers.“YES, JESSICA I’M CUMMING!!!!!!!!” and she just exploded. She came all over my fingers and her legs. She had never said anything like that to me, but that was the thing about Beth. She rarely said the same thing twice, always looking for new ways to shock people. We kissed. Unless Michael's cock tasted like liquor and cigarettes I didn't notice anything.Beth pulled away and leaned back on the couch, one hand rubbing my cock, and her other hand stroking Michael. This was the first time I really looked at him, I mean looked at his cock. Michael was thin and fit. I wouldn't say he was in shape.. .. Baby... No..." as my clothes were literally TORN from my body with long ripping sounds.I raised my arms over my head and closed my eyes as countless hands touched, groped, squeezed, caressed every inch of me, surrounded by a sea of grunts and heavy breathing."Daddy... It feels so good... Their hands all over me... Pinching your little girl's nips... Petting my little pussy... Ohhhhhhh... Daddy, they're fingering me..." Baby... Please... Stop this now... I can't... I can't take.