With her body immobilized under mine and the screams mostly stifled, I thought I had enough control of the situation to continue for at least a bit. ... resumed dry humping her naked ass, the bulge in my shorts from my 12-year old cock sliding up and down between her ass cheeks. I reached around with my free hand and shoved it between her and the ground to unbuttoned her blouse. Although her tits were mere nubs, she had started to wear a training bra. I pushed it aside and started to pinch. ”Em sat up on the couch. “What sort of porn do you like Auntie Bev?”“How about I show you,” Bev said, getting up from the couch and heading off to fetch her laptop.“This will interest you,” I said to the Nymphs. “There are so many people who are into porn. You just never know who.”She returned a minute later. Connected her laptop to the large flat screen TV on the wall and switched everything on. Bev queued up a video from her extensive library.“Here’s one of my favourites. Let me know. Mark was a tall and slender teen boy – around a 28” waist with brown hair, and brown eye. I was working sixty-plus hours per week. The last thing I had time for was traditional dating. I was interested in sex, period, and my sexual fetish was giving head to young straight guys who were between eighteen and twenty-three. Mark was straight, but he had no issues with getting head from a guy. During an online chat, Mark asked, “Do you know what you’re doing.” I promised it would be the best. But suddenly I got an idea that would solve all of the problems. A rare case of bondage inspiration formed a complete plan in an instant and I almost jumped out from the bathtub. I went directly to the cupboard and opened a small combination safe. It was there so we could always have access to safety scissors. Without them we couldn't ever leave each other gagged in a locked room because of safety concerns. Having the scissors ensured safety in an emergency situation, but didn't take anything.