Her hand jumped back as if she had laid it on burning embers."I should call..." I started."I already called 911. They are coming. I just wanted you to...be with me. That's why I called you. Sorry for..." Jill said."Let me help you sit down." At first it didn't hurt much. I felt just an unpleasant numbness. I was even able to put weight on it but after a couple of minutes..."Supporting her back, I helped her sit down. She started to moan as I was doing that. Then I kneeled beside her and hugged. With that she suddenly jumps, her pert titties bouncing gently and as I look across the room I see her mother has re-entered, still in her dressing gown, and I imagine she is telling her to hurry up.Knowing I do not have long to enjoy the view I start pulling my cock harder and reach for a paper hankie.The young lady reaches forward, letting her breasts slightly hang down before picking up her lacy pink knickers. As she leans even further forward, I concentrate on her hanging boobs, and shoot. I had James in a predicament; well in bondage actually.I’d emerged after dinner, dressed in an outfit of matching bra-top, hot-pants and arm-lenth gloves and told James I had a bondage session in store for him; he glowed with enthusiasm.Our previous ventures had been playful stuff; blindfolds, restraints, butt-plug teasing which James cock was throbbing for now.But I had something more demanding in store for him on this occasion.Now he was spread-eagled naked on his bed. Each arm and leg. After that, Rome, where we get even with Il Duce for Papa Emay, too.”“You ARE a vindictive fucking cunt, you know that?” Julie said with a kiss. Helen took hold of the rest of Julie’s robe and pulled it away from her.“It takes a fucking cunt to love a skanky cow like you.” Helen said, kissing back and stroking Julie’s breast.“Maybe we could do some Right Here Fucking before going out for Revenge Fucking.” Julie replied, enjoying the sensation.Helen nodded as Julie began helping her out of her.