I finished the left foot and quickly shone the torch back up her skirt for one final look before I got up and still had my hand on her calf which actu...lly was more up to the back of her knee, her legs widened a bit more, her knees were wider than her feet and I swear it wasn’t down to any pressure from my hand.“All done” I said and moved the torch away as I saw her shift positions and as she looked down under the desk she pushed her bottom forward on the chair which pushed her widened legs. Under her bright red dress her braless 38E tits move freely her stiff nipples rubbing against the fabric. Perspiration beads on her tits , trickling down her back to the crack of her African-American butt. She decides to make her way to the bar for a glass of house white wine. At the bar a young white guy with a shaved head in a dark blue business suit offers her the stool in front of him and attracts the attention of the barman.The music is so loud , the barman standing in front of her looks. I concentrated on my hand, and I felt the flames respond, flowing around my hand, with more fire issuing from the bright hot core of my being, causing the heat to intensify to unimaginable levels.I focused the flames on the chains which were now glowing red hot. The chains got hotter and hotter, going from red hot, to white hot. They began to go soft, then melt away, the metal flowing like liquid off me.I was free. I stood up, the bonfire blazing brightly around me. I stood at its centre, the. Her big brown nipples stuck up fully erect and she pulled and twisted them as Mark watched. His cock was rock hard, and he unzipped his pants so he could stroke his hard member. As Mark watched she slid her hand down across her hard belly in down the front of her pants. He could see her stroke her hot, wet pussy. Her long finger slid down her wet slit, and she moaned as she thrust her finger into her cunt hole. She pumped her pussy with her finger as she continued to pull her hard, brown.