How would I? Do you think I wanted to be you, likethis!" Lots of men do - perverts." I haven't been caught wanking in your knickers! We've swapped blo...dybodies!"The conversation went backwards and forwards like that for ten minutesor so before we lapsed into silence. Then she wanted a shower. I had toshow her where it was and point her in the direction of all mytoiletries. While the water splashed and steam wafted under the bathroomdoor I sat under a blanket on the sofa and tried to watch a. We agreed. Later that day, I went upstairs to get ready for work and Steph said she was tired and wanted to read. As we got to the top of the stairs she smiled and whispered "this couldn't have turned out better if we planned it." I just smiled and nodded in agreement. Just before I opened my door, Steph grabbed me and pulled my head to hers so she could give me a big kiss and say "I love you b*o, this is going to be so fun."We don't see much of each other, I work nights, leaving home. As the cock was placed at his hole she looked down at him like a goddess with her flowing blonde hair. She smiled angelically as she took his ass and made him hers.Ian moaned ecstatically as Susan fucked him softly on the rough carpet, gently probing his prostate. "You are my very good boy." "My Turn!" barked Karen as she sat lubing up her thick black cock on the sofa. "Sit on it bitch!"Ian climbed astride her, placing the head of the cock at the tip of his hole. Facing her, he slid down. I scanned the room as much I could, but the only thing that lit up was me and the red leather walls from the light of some big candles - showing different whips, paddles, clamps, candles, dildos and feathers. I was freaking out trying to get out of whatever hold I was in. Then a mirror appeared in front of me on wheels, and I saw myself. I was totally shocked and panicked.“Let me go! Please...Flora...I’m scared!” I started crying, seeing myself suspended with pink ropes. I was bent over forward.