Any others?"She nodded and clicked on another. While it was playing, she reached up and adjusted her ponytail with both hands, and I shifted as thoug... trying to see around her, at the same time, raising my hands to cup her breasts. I didn't squeeze them, but my heart was pounding. This was the point of no return. I could potentially be in a great deal of trouble for this.She didn't do anything, or move her body at all. Once she was finished with her ponytail, she reached down and adjusted. It was much more like an athletic event than an intimate act. With Jane, however, it was tender love making. Even though she was still treated like a slave by her aunt, she felt like a most prized possession.Jane did inflict pain on her from time to time but she always seemed to do it in a loving and erotic way. Nipple clamps, whips, paddles, floggers and crops were all introduced to her body. Hot wax, electricity and ice also became occasional instruments of torture. But it was always a. We found ourselves in a totally different atmosphere, low moody lights and a peaceful sound of trance over the air made us want to settle into one of the large sofas along the wall, and of course another trip to the bar at the far end for two whiskey on the rocks to relax with. Sandy moved to the beat while she waited, a slow motion beauty with her arms swaying and curvacious body mesmerizing all that watched on.Drinks in hand and dancing my way towards a dark corner I sat in comfort and. Mom called when I was little over halfway there to let me know that Dad was getting sick, and that we shouldn’t come. I got back and it seemed strange that you weren’t home, and then I heard talking down here. Imagine my surprise when I saw you two lying in a sixty-nine in the bed. I saw everything and can only guess how you convinced Jason to do that nasty stuff. I was happy that you weren’t returning the favor and knowing that my husband’s not a cock sucker too.”I sat up next to Bryan on the.