There were more bits of leather and metal, examining them determined they were restraints. Just the thought of being cuffed to a bed, helpless, made h...r panties wet. She imagined being strapped to Mr. Smith's bed as he tortured her with the objects within the boxes. Her breathing quickened as she imagined his hands sliding over her ample breasts, toying with her nipples, pulling on them with his fingers. Then his head would bend down her to lick the aerolas with slow, circular laps of his. My fingers rubbed against her lips and clit, and she gasped a little.I took my hands from her body, and changed position a little. Pulling her knicker to one side from behind, and pulled my cock from her hand, and ran it under the gusset of her panties. The tight fabric of the panties pulled my shaft into tight contact with her dripping cunt.I started moving back and forth, her gasping and me grunting a little. In the room, her mum was pumping up and down hard on that fat cock. The squelching. You slow your hand, but you don’t stop moving your fingers. The beatings of your hand move down to my pussy mound and thighs. “SHSIIITITTTTTTT” within moments I’m yelling “CUMCUMCUMCUMCUMCUMCUMCUMC!!!!!!” As I orgasm for the third time you move your smacking hand all around my body. Finding spots you haven’t landed on yet; repeating smacks where your fingers are outlined in my skin. All the colors of wax falling away to make room for hot, burning red flesh.; even some purple spots are raising. Cathy pulled the duvet away to reveal my naked body to her now horny brother, "Spread your legs, knees back and spread your cunt", he ordered me, and I watched as he focused on my wet slit as my fingers kept slipping from my labia as I opened myself to expose the range of hues from coral pink to a deep blood filled red.He stepped from his underpants as he made his way around the bed to get to me. He was wanking his big cock. it looked too big to go inside my little hole and I glanced at Cathy,.