Belinda’s torso was perfection from years of training for the cross-county event and then the later plunge into the swimming world competition that ...oftened her muscles and made them more resilient. I knew from our bedroom antics that she was supremely agile and flexible in all sexual positions to achieve the highest level of flutters and tingles that her orgasm could supply.Her bum was petite and smooth. Hidden in the depths of her rear crack, she had an anus that looked fresh and not marred. Nope.A pretty lady walked by, but she had a burly looking man in her arm. Nope.Two old ladies. Nope.I sighed. I was about to zip my coat up and head to the nearest bus station when a woman came down the road. She was in a trench coat, undone so I could see that she was wearing a business suit underneath. She had riotous red hair and her make up still looked perfect, despite the fact that she obviously been at work all day. She had an umbrella so she kept most of the rain off her.I gulped. She. I rolled onto my side to look at Paul, his cock wasn’t totally flaccid yet, “you’re not going to be able to fuck me forever you know, I grow bored quickly, and I’ll move on to another experience, a new cock, new encounters. Paul looked hurt, and I felt sorry for him, and seeing as how I was in control, I crawled over to him. As I crept, he watched my tits swaying, and his cock straightened, so I sucked it into my mouth, tasting my ass, his cum, and then cleaning his sperm from the shaft. He. It was stiff, but she wrenched it with all her might, and with a screech it swivelled.A moment later Jilly had scrambled through, and was inside. She started looking in all the drawers for a key to the handcuffs. Surely they’d have come with two keys? Would they all be the same or different for each set?In the kitchen she found all kinds of keys, including a bunch on a ring, and brought them through. She worked through them, and indeed the handcuff keys were there. In a minute we were free.