Biting a little till she gets a moan from the hanging girl. Once the nipple is hard and full of blood she puts the clip on it. Kitty moans and pushes ...er chest out from the wall. Barb does the same to the right nipple. "Now this won't do at all." Barb says as she runs her fingers though Kitty's neatly trimmed bush. "No I need you smooth for this next part. Bell, do you have your friend with you?" Bell pulls out a straight razor from her pants and hands it to Barb. She opens it and checks to see. Ah she said I think your surprise is here. My face started to feel hot and fill with blood and my heart started to beat at a very fast pace. Was she going to let people see me like this? plugged, caged and pegged, tied on my knees with no way of knowing who or what was coming into the house. I heard her answer the door and greet what sounded like three people perhaps two men and a woman but I couldn't be sure. They came into the room and mistress told them to make themselves comfortable, I was. It was close to nine-thirty when their mom came from her room, and she stood against the rail talking for half an hour. My prick rose because she was wearing a housecoat and I caught a flash of leg a couple of times when she turned. I could see her son also noticed because I saw a big grin come on his face each time. She was a sharp looking woman and when her husband called out, she turned to the kids, "Time for bed, we have a full day planned for tomorrow," she said and bid Marge and I good. I pulled her too me and gave her a deep soul searching kiss. I knew that even though sex with my wives was too wild for even a Desperate Housewives episode the sex wasn't what I craved most from these women. I had long ago decided that their friendly back and forth bickering hid no jealous agendas. My wives used this role play to feel each other out, to make sure that there were no hard feelings and find the one that was down and needing attention so that they could focus their love. I also.