He was holding my hips, he licked the cheek of my bum. ‘You may play with your tits Chrissy,’ he said as if he believed I needed his permission. ...’m not sure I did, but nevertheless I did cup and squeeze them with one hand as I continued supporting myself with the other. His lips and tongue were roaming over the cheeks of my bottom kissing and licking the full mounds and then gently nibbling them. That and what I was doing to myself created a wonderful mixture of sexual sensations. But they. In the confined space the shackles began to creak and groan and suddenly they snapped apart. Super-Woman shook her hands and slowly worked her hands out of the heavy gloves, which landed on the floor with a loud noise. She then repeated the same operation with the next handcuffs, crushing them between her lower legs until they broke apart. Once there only remained two pairs, close to her elbows, she pulled hard on her arms, struggling to separate them. Her biceps and deltoids bulged and. I moved my mouth over her clit, hovering my tongue over her, then slowly, tantalisingly, licking from the bottom of her pussy to the very top, hearing her gasp with delight. I started swirling my tongue over her, gently dabbing at her with my lips, feeling her get wetter and wetter as I moved my fingers in and out of her pussy. I began to stroke her g-spot (the wonderful thing about being with another woman is that they tend to know how to flick all your buttons, if you'll excuse the pun) as I. Bob nodded his head in silent agreement. We all watched silent anticipation.Greg noticed the change first. He had been watching the junction of the men's bodies. As he pointed it out I could see that it was slowly creeping down toward the hip.Jean and Sheila arrived just then. We silently called them over to watch. Bob and Doug had been hugging each other in order to get close enough for the chain to fit around their necks. As the separation point marched down their bodies the angle of their.