I was hoping she would release my hands because I wanted to hold her. She put her head against my neck and traced lazy circles around my nipples. Firs... one then she did the other. "Did you like that?" she asked. "I really did," I admitted. "I would like to be able to come back and visit for some more." She looked up into my eyes and smiled as she moved across my body. She moved to the side of the bed, took a key and unlocked my handcuffs. It felt good to be able to move again but I kinda wanted. I had a hard time making up my mind about the two of them. Denise was always nice to me, and her face, especially when she smiled, was so pretty. I enjoyed talking with her, but she was kind of quiet and reserved.Karen, on the other hand was outgoing, and full of life and good spirits. I found her personality refreshing, at least since we had put our one fight behind us. Aside from having a great body, Karen had done enough with me, in the balcony, and on the walk home, to give me hope that she. Her fingers curling rigidly inside her cunt, fucking her throbbing G-spot. Ashley pulls her head back to catch her breath. Miss Rose's asshole relaxes it's grip as the tongue escapes its hold. The taste of her Mistress' ass on her lips, and the building orgasm in her desperate, aching pussy, is too much. She feels euphoric, free, unbridled! Ashley's insides boil as her pulse pounds inside her head. Lighting excitement and electricity, running down her spine into her asshole, her pussy dripping. He nervously touched the matching lace bra.He'd never dared wear one before. Could he risk trying this one on?The thought made him drop the underwear to the bed. If she came upstairsand caught him, he could lose his license. Worse, she could call thepolice.But he was drawn to her clothes. He had never worn more than underwear,but found himself removing her skirt from the hanger. He held it to hiswaist, and admired himself in the full length mirror.God, he wished he was wearing the tight knee.