If I fucked Jess in the ass, Jamie insisted on being next for sodomy. They just naturally did everything sexually together. It had become their thing,...in addition to eating each other out, which I'm convinced that they also did at work at times, though probably on their lunch breaks. They even convinced me to order Mac to give them their lunches at the same time, much to his annoyance at following that command.Jen was different. She wanted it early in the morning, late at night, at any point of. The collar went back on, adding the chains she had brought along, prison style chains, one around his waist, locked at his back, a chain leading to his collar, fastended there with a solid and somewhat massive Lock that could be felt by its weight alone, reminding him of it's prescence.His hands were locked in the handcuffs situated at his waist from the chaion there, and his ankles were equibly bound in iron, making him hobble instead of walking.The mask had a Little pocket on the neck, with. “Is someone crying?” I thought to myself . Silently, I placed my backpack by the coffee table in the lounge and tip-toed upstairs. More moaning was followed by a woman’s voice saying “Oh yeah. Right there.” “Wait, is someone having sex?” I thought and this thought made my heartbeat race. My thoughts turned into reality as I heard the unmistakable sound of skin against skin. At the top of the staircase, I could see a bunch of clothes strewn across the floor leading to my parent’s room. A pair of. They spent the next two hours talking and joking with friends, drinking, and dancing. Maya was very drunk by the time that her date led her to one of the bedrooms and began to slide his hands under her clothing, stroking her breasts and buttocks before letting his wandering fingers find the waistband of her panties. Maya was lost in the sensations that the booze and his hands had induced, not realizing that he had most of her clothes disarranged until his questing fingers slid into her hot.