“What are you gonna order?” You shake your head. Eating is the last thing on your mind, though not necessarily putting something in your mouth. �...I might just get a wine, I’m not really hungry. But you go ahead; maybe I’ll nibble at yours.” She nods and looks back at the menu. You find yourself thankful that the tablecloth hangs so low. You start to massage his swelling bulge now in earnest. It’s getting hard, the space seems filled to capacity, but you imagine that he needs more room, because. Jill took her eyes from him tolook for a towel to dry with but couldn't find one. Seeings Jill's puzzled face Sharon guided Jill to a aclove along awall." Arms up and turn slowly," Sharon intructed. Then she pressed a button.Jill was engulfed in a blast of warm air. Then Sharon followed suit. Sharon escorted Jill to the master bedroom were she had Jill get on thebed. Sharon the went and got a couple of bottled waters from the mini-frig inthe closet. Jill was finishing a few sips of water. You can join them too.”“What the fuck? Are you sure.”“Yeah. Please, let’s do this.”“Okay. You were talking about a relationship. What was that?”“I will tell you. But, promise me you won’t tell dad.”“Yeah, I promise.”“Mark removed my mangalsutra and he put a new one on me that he bought. None of you recognized as they both look the same.” “Does this mean you are his wife now?”“Yeah, kind of. Mark is interested in some kinky stuff like this. But officially I’m still your dad’s wife.”“You are so. A tight, muffled squeal came from Earlene's throat, and Laura repeated the same attack on Earlene's other breast, biting her hard, pinching the first nipple, twisting it savagely.Earlene whinnied, tossing her head, churning her hips, and came immediately. Her bound, gleaming body flexed and clenched as the thrilling spasms wrenched her. Having her bound breasts brutalized brought on her orgasm, but Laura was not content to leave it at that. She quickly slid down and pressed her mouth to the.