Mark still lying beneath Cindy, who seemed to be lost in thought, kind of shrugged too, he was pinned and Cindy seemed to be massaging him keeping him...hard. But clearing his throat said. ‘No, the coffee is just what I need to clear my head. Thanks, John.’ Not being able to resist the humor, John asked. ‘Which head Mark?’ They chuckled together and that kind of brought Cindy out of her contemplation. She leaned back using her hands to support herself and looked at Mark and then John. She scooted. Instantly i felt his cock twitch through his smart black trousers, and within seconds his penis had started to grow in my hands, stiffening ever more as my hand started to rub along its length.Ian then tried to reach down for my cock, but as soon as his hands were near it, i pushed them back away and told him he wasn't aloud to touch until i told him so. Kissing and gently biting my way around his neck now, with the stubble feeling abrasive against my lips. I started to unbutton his shirt, as i. Obey me.” His hands were on her hips, urging her to push her ass up and out, feeling her short skirt riding higher up her legs. It made no difference, for soon his hands would be under her skirt and touching her intimately.Michael’s hand went to the back of her thigh, touching the first available part of her leg beneath the skirt. Her thighs were together as if she was not going to give it up. “Spread your legs for me, Brandy. You know you want it. You want to feel my hands between your legs. I. .. my tongue darts andlicks, my taste buds feasting on his sweet skin. He moves, stillasleep, and pulls on his bonds. The sleep clears His led colored eyes quick andHe attempts to get up, reach for His sword. I lie motionless between His legsready to move fast if my bonds are not strong enough to hold Him. But I didgood job and slowly He quiets down to assess the situation. As He looks aroundHis eyes find my gaze from between His feet. I can see the relief wipe thetension for a moment, just to.