Perhaps my body had tensed, as the girl was now on her feet and whispered in my ear. “Don’t worry if you don’t want to fuck him, Simon still lik...s to touch and watch.”Simon, at her back, looked intently at me. “Would you like to take off Sophie's panties?”I nodded, bowing to lower the soft satin over her hips, revealing a neat triangle of blonde hair that was quickly covered by Simon’s left hand, reaching down to stroke through her folds. Sophie’s head turned over her shoulder to kiss Simon,. The relief as, firstly, my balls were released, and secondly my dick was eased out of the contraption was immense. It was nothing to feelings that were to follow.She gently ran her fingers around my balls and traced the line of my growing shaft from roots to tip. All the while I was helpless as my hands were still tied.Her hands felt cool and were soothing — but, at the same time, causing a fire to burn in my loins. Slowly she ran her hand up and down my now fully erect penis — her strokes were. I asked my husband if it was ok and he said"yes baby, go ahead." When we got to the dance floor this black man who towered over me reached around me and put his hands on the lower back and held me close. He was asking general questions like how my husband and I met, etc when his friend wanted to cut in. When this happened I looked over and saw my husband smiling and winking at me. The band in all honesty was really good. My head was still felling funny and funnier like I never experienced. Soon. We all know you have a wonderful talent. If you don't like the initial decoration, all we have to do is scrape it off, refrost the area, and you can do it again."Jennie moved to hug her sister. "I told everyone about the cakes you decorated, and the sculpture you made in class at school. We have everything laid out for you," she finished as she indicated a display that included every cake decorating tool any decorator could ever think of using, all waiting for Hope."We printed out a number of.