Maybe Karena ran out of things for her to do and sent her home early. That was a real shame, since he had hoped to call her into his office when he go... back. The meeting had gone incredibly well, and he wanted to celebrate a little with one of Reina’s amazing blow jobs. The way she handled his cock in her mouth, it should be called a Task 15, he laughed to himself. God, he loved… well, he loved how she made him feel.Karena’s office door was open and the office empty as he walked in from. She wanted to have her hands free to stroke, but at the same time being bound lowered her inhibitions. It took away her ability to stop things. It allowed her to just enjoy what was happening. She trusted Jeff enough to stop things if he felt she was in danger or something was starting to happen that she was not comfortable with. So far that wasn’t close to happening. Relief settled over her when she was flipped over and the restraints were tied again, slightly looser this time. Kris felt her. Pussy.It looked odd somehow.There was something wrong with the patch of black hair there. Rachel’s finger prodded at her pubic hair and he gasped again as he realized her finger was touching not hair, but a small tattoo where hair should have been. She was too far away to see what it was, but the idea of some guy staring right at his sister’s pussy as he put that tattoo there made Joey’s dick stiffen and leak. Rhonda spoke. “He said to put lotion on it. Maybe that will make it feel better. Oh. "I'll take your gag out, baby, if you promise not to say anything. Deal?" Jason nodded. I took out the gag, and he immediately yelled, "What the fuck." His quick reward was a hard slap to the face. "I told you, no talking. It's your turn to listen." I took a drag from the cigar and blew the smoke in his face. Jason coughed and started to speak again, and he was immediately rewarded with another hard slap. "Jason, please tell me what SF/BD means." He reddened and said, "I don't know what.