With the wire thing in my mouth I could not have told them about that."Stretch that arm and tie it the bed post, then the two of us can pull on the ot...er and make it really tight."Within a couple of minutes I was on my knees, chest pressed against the foot board and my arms stretched, maybe not to the limit but pretty close."There, now I have you where I want you boy and when the night is over you are both mine."It was a harsh speech but what surprised my was a soft hand stroking my head and a. The conversation inevitably turning to sex and the frustrations of your Bestie’s sex life.“All I ever end up doing is masturbating to the sounds of my roommate fucking her boyfriend next door,” she moaned.This gives me an idea and I proceed to hitch up your skirt at the dinner table while you protest.“No I don't want to do it in front of her, and she doesn't want to watch me be humiliated. How could you!"I ignore this and put my hand up your skirt while your naughty friend smirks at the. As though she had practiced it. Sharon would have to remember to ask her later. “No moving Wendy” Sharon instructed and when satisfied Wendy understood she started to pull out the chair she usually used for spankings and placed the hairbrush within easy reach. Then she sat down, looked at her watch, and was determined that Wendy would spend the full 15 minutes facing the wall. Thinking time she hoped. Maybe time for Wendy to condition herself to the fact this will be her first discipline. I saw his shaft, hard, thick and throbbing as she laid with her legs spread waiting for him. He nervously knelt down and checked back at me once to see if I was going to try and stop him. He saw me frozen in place as he leaned forward while my wife lifted her arms to greet him. It felt like everything was happening in slow motion as he climbed on top of her carefully of course. She touched his shoulders with her small fragile hands as he guided his engorged shaft to her pussy. And then within.