I struggled and wriggled around, not really wanting to escape but more to nuzzle in closer to Jayne's pussy. I pretend to be struggling breathing so t...at I could take deep breaths through my nose, soaking in all of Jayne's scent. I could feel her wetness pressing down on my upper lip.I then remember my situation as I felt Joanne's hand undoing my belt, I then felt my cock spring up out of my pants and she pulled my jeans down my legs and off. "Oooh, he looks happy!" I heard Nicola say through. I begin to move my hands back down, over her ribs and belly and as my fingers slide down a little bit at a time, making her wait for what she knows is coming next. I slide my hands down she feels the warmth of my breath on her back, my fingers now gently stroking the soft skin above her pussy, where she really wants them. Her body arches as my fingers finally slip down to the wet warmth of her pussy. She has been aching for me to touch for so long. My fingers slide down and exploring her,. I wouldn’t call that bondage; that is flat out nipple torture. Listen to the girl screaming at 8:30, I know just how she feels and I’m jealous it’s not me. God this visual is mesmerizing, I can’t seem to stop watching the way their bodies twitch and convulse as they orgasm. The more powerful the climax, the more they stretch the clamps and pull the nipples.If I’m going to watch these here in my office, I need to bring some real nipple clamps to work. I must have put these large binder clips. His voice was deep, sexy, and accented."Yeah," I said. "You?" Fine." He stood me back up and asked, "What was that?" Fucking elevator just malfunctioned. Oh ... shit ... damn! I'm sorry." Me and my damn filthy mouth."It's fine," he replied. "I take it this happened before?" Yeah," I replied. "Too often if you ask me." I'm Samuel," he said, extending his hand." Mackenzie," I replied, taking his hand.Samuel was tall, dark haired, dark skinned, and sexy as fuck. The man filled out his suit in a.