I told her to take off the bra and as she did her best from her position to take it off I slid a hand under my pillow and as Kasey held her arms up to...pull the bra free I snapped a pair of "love cuffs" onto her wrist and then clipped the other end to the wrought iron bed head, purchased by us for exactly this type of sexual situation.All right, normally it's me cuffed but I knew the drill.While Kasey looked oddly at the cuffs I repeated the treatment to her other arm and soon she was trapped on. She wanted me to turn it off, but I insisted on leaving iton. I needed to catch up. The more I watched, the more familiar itall seemed. The politicians were still screwing the people. Hollywoodwas still making a lot of crappy movies, and some stupid celebritieswere caught doing stupid things. There were disasters and plagues andpoverty all over, but people were coping. It was like the scripts werethe same, but only the names were changed. It was just like all myother therapies:. I rapped my fingers around his fat cock, it was amazing, I could hardly touch my finger tips together. I just held it for a few moments, letting the exhilaration flow through me, and I began to slowly stroke it, up and down. Sean leaned his head back, his breathing got faster and faster. It was the most amazing thing.After a few minutes of stroking, he grabbed my wrist. And stopped me "Do you want to be a little more Adventurous?" He asked"I think so." I replied in a soft wobbly voice.He. My curiosity piqued, I opened my eyes just a crack and peered out from under the rim of my cap. The headgear was still pulled well down over my face, so there were no way that my companions could tell that I had awoken. The couple both seemed to be in there mid/late thirties, I guessed. Both were dressed casually for the journey and, as the sported matching rings on the third finger of their left hands, I assumed them to be married. The man was fairly good looking; tall with a full head of.