He responds with “Yes very much, please, continue”. Bill runs his hands down my breasts gently and gives them a light squeeze! My head tilts back ...nd I moan in pleasure! He lifts my dress over my head and then unsnaps my bra! “Your breasts are such a delight, may I?” As he motions a drooling look at them! “Please do” I answer! His mouth begins to make love to each of my erect nipples! I can feel his teeth gently nibbling on them and it brings me to a tremble! His lowers one hand to feel my ass. I reached up her back caressing her small frame and reached around to her brest.rubbing her bra and feeling the firmness of her little nipple poking at its fabric.she moaned and let out a gasp.pulled away then took her hand and un zipped my jeans.then proceeded to kiss me again rubbing my bulge in my underware.she reached in and pulled back "wow you wernt kidding holy fuck look at the size of that sucker...."i pulled my jeans and underware down to my ankles and she grasp the shaft of my huge. How he wished he could have the bra on again.He felt someone removing the hood from his head. He blinked trying to get his eyes accustomed to the light. The gag was removed. He saw the predicament he was in. He was suspended with his hands chained to a beam above his head. A man and woman stood before him staring at his body. The man was obviously from Afghanistan dressed in the country's attire, but the woman was white, caucasion, obviously from North America somewhere. She was dressed. Sara went into the kitchen to change and returned a few minutes later. The dress fitted perfectly and she looked fucking amazing. “I didn’t take my bra off, just to try the dress on,” Sara smiled. She turned around and I could see the red straps of her bra and as I looked closer, I could also see the red of her thong showing through the toga dress. Her thighs and legs looked fantastic and I commented, “You can’t wear red underwear with that though.” Sara blushed and replied, “Can you see my.