I was really close, thrashing about on his bed, his strong hands keeping me from bouncing off of the bed, he then sucked my clit into his mouth, and t...at did it. I had never felt anything so wonderful. It was my first orgasm, and it felt great. I had to push his face away, I couldn’t take any more. He moved his body up, and slowly slid his penis into my now extremely wet pussy.He filled me with strong, slow strokes. Pulling his cock almost completely out, and then slowly sliding it in. This man. “I don’t understand why that would make a difference,” said Bonnie.She wrapped the cuff around one wrist and fastened the Velcro strap and then she pulled to test that her wrist was properly tied to the bedframe and wouldn’t come free.I sat down next to Bonnie and thought about how to answer that.“I’m not sure I completely understand it myself,” I said, ‘but here’s what I do know. Being tied up probably doesn’t make much difference to the physical act of having sex. But I’ve told you before. Paul undressed and got on the table, Barry and Steve returned, naked. They got some fragrant oil and started massaging Paul’s back and legs.It didn’t take long for their hands to find their way to his bottom, between his legs and to his cock and balls. Paul lay there getting turned on by their fingers on his body. He moved his hands and soon had a cock in each. Mutual encouragement followed.Also in the room was a padded stool. Black Leather. Eye catching. The lower level was a pair of kneeling. "My mother prides herself on being open-minded. "Oh, that's wonderful! I'm afraid I can't help with that, but my husband might when he comes home, and Jess here might be willing." Well, yes, of course it is only the men and boys who can help with that side of things." OK -- look, here's my husband now." Dad's car was pulling in the driveway. "I'm sure Fred will be happy to masturbate for you, and maybe Jess here. Do you have a receptacle for them to ejaculate into?" Yes, we can provide that if.