Miranda picked up the conversation, "Harry, which would you prefer? The twig removed or the leather string released?"She pulled the gag back for a mom...nt. "The leather string, please! Oh, please release the leather!" She smiled gently and replaced the gag. She took her knife and almost cut through the leather. It would stretch just a little before breaking. I had the feeling that it would hurt worse for some time after the string broke. but his cock wouldn't burst from the pressure once it was. ..”Layla swallowed and looked up into Lacy’s gaze, despite her efforts to take and stay in control, she was entirely at the mercy of this girl's rampant desires. She glanced between Lacy and Gia, feeling a seldom felt lust tingle through her body.“A-ah, fuck it, Gia, come here.” Layla said beckoning with a finger for Layla, who was snuggled up to her to move even closer, “Undress and kneel up on the couch.”Gia raised an eyebrow curiously but did as she was told, standing and, under the watchful. "Now go serve dinner while I put your new clothes away."I spent a lot of time that evening with my nose in her pussy.After dinner, Janice - still wearing her business suit with the same panties and stockings - and I moved to the living room where we would typically watch some TV while eating dessert."No, no," she said, shooing me off the couch. "I sit on the couch now, and you sit here," Janice pointed to the floor in front of her and between her legs.Shocked, I did as instructed.Janice scooted. As we dragged the last of our clothes off we fell together and, still synchronised, I entered her with one thrust."Ohhh Sandra."Frantic now, we thrust together; too aroused for finesse and soon all too soon we screamed our release, uncaring of who might hear us. I tried to roll off her, but Sandra hugged me tight and we rolled, still joined, onto our sides. Sandra snuggled her head into my shoulder as I showered her with little kisses.It was darker now and the rain had settled into a steady.