You don’t tell me to hush – you don’t have to … I get the point and realize that if I fight this will end badly. So I stop struggling and wait...for a better moment when I can resist and maybe get away then … You tie my hands behind my back and take your belt off for my ankles but you don’t hog tie me just bind my ankles so tight it hurts to move them … the hard leather from the belt is burning on my skin but I don’t say anything out of fear … you start rubbing your now hard cock over my ass and. With the other one, I started to rub my clit, moving over it gently. Back and forth, slowly, a little pressure but not much yet.Still with the image of Ryan in the shower playing in my mind, I could feel my orgasm start to build deep inside, my fingers going in and out, the water running over my body, my clit being rubbed faster.I licked my lips, my head tilted slightly back. I applied a little more pressure to my clit, rubbing it a little faster, my hips starting to move faster, my fingers. "We're not done with you."Nick could feel Jayne's hands pulling the towel away followed by the enthusiastic gasps as he was still locked onto Leigh. Jayne's right hand wrapping around his shaft and slowly stroking him while she continued to rub herself with the left. Nick's hands began to cup Leigh's breasts, the thumbs running over the firm nipples. Her groaning into his mouth while his hands worked further down."Watch for a moment," Leigh broke for air and smiled. Lowering herself down on top. Amber knocked and waited. She could hear some sounds from inside, but no response. She knocked again and waited patiently for her future husband to open the door and woo her. After several minutes she knocked again, louder this time. "H-hello?" She asked, beginning to get uncomfortable. "Are you there Jack? It's me, Amber. From Sunday School? I need to confess something to you!" Amber pressed her ear against the door. She heard some movement and what sounded like somebody giggling. "Hello?.