Both women worked hard to continue to pleasure the other as their climaxes took their concentration away. Somehow they accomplished the shared goal of...pleasing each other before collapsing.Suddenly, a loud noise from outside forced them to pull their faces from between each other's legs. They realized that the truck with the snow thrower was coming up their road."I guess we had better get dressed," Sam said.Sally silently turned away.Sam heard her crying quietly."Sally..." Sam said as she. "She snuggled against me. I snuggled back and caressed her. This really is a delightful way to debrief someone. I had pulled off her panties before we jumped into bed.Abby continued. "In one of the library sublevels, off a deserted corridor near the center of the complex, there was a sealed room. I could still make out the personal stamp in the dura-plastic, very faint, Abdul Wahid Sami."I blinked. "Wow, Servant of the Ineffably Sublime and second Cunif Califar. I didn't know he ever came to. Seeing your butt sticking out like this. I have to do it my love. I have to fuck this awesome butt of yours.” As he spoke, he pulled the beads out slowly. I felt them slipping over my questing fingers. It was unbelievably hot, especially knowing what I would feel in it's place. Cath was moaning, short little bursts of out-of-her-mind-aroused pleasure. I'm not even sure she really heard or understood words in that moment, all she understood was her senses and the incredible orgasmic height that. Sylvie passed out in the taxi and couldn't believe her eyes when she woke up. She was still feeling d**gged but could focus on her surroundings. She was in what looked like a basement room of a house. On the walls in front of her were an assortment whips, nipple and cunt lip clamps, medical speculums and various other BDSM instuments of pain and pleasure. She had been stripped down to her stockings hi heels and black silky bra and panties. Her wrists were handcuffed to high rings attached to.