It had to be perfect. They would have tonight and every night after. He glanced over at the other, the one tied to the table. Maybe after she saw what...he did, she would want to help. The idea excited him, made him lust. He walked over to the other and slapped her lightly on the cheek.She didn't wake up, which was for the best. She had to wait until his Michelle was here. Then maybe Michelle would want to join in, maybe she would understand right away. His erection strained against his pants,. But I had never had anything of my own. I had been out tolunch with friends and had a couple of beers under my belt so I wasfeeling brave and foolhardy. As I walked home on my usual route pastPetticoat Lane market (what a lovely name), I decided to take a detourpast the clothes shops to dream a little.One of my favourite shops was a leather boutique, selling all kinds ofleather clothes - normal rather than fantasy! On this particular day therewere some gorgeous leather mini skirts on display.. My dick throbbed. I licked her again. And again. I flicked my tongue against her vulva, parting her tight slit to brush her silky petals. I fluttered it up and down, from her budding clit to the hymen guarding her juicy depths.My dick twitched as I rubbed that.“James!” she gasped. “Oh, James, no, no! That’s so naughty. That’s my pussy! Oh, that’s such a naughty place.”“So naughty,” purred Orihime. Her pussy wiggled before me as she squirmed, still pressing her tits into Ruri’s. I could see. She then took my shirt off, and undid my trousers properly. Then grabbing my free hand she placed it on her breast and leant into me whispering in my ear how much my touch turned her on. This was another trap, as no quicker than had I started to massage her hard nipple and caress her tit, there was another handcuff on my wrist. I was told to play nice and I would be spared, I let this hand then am clamped to the other side of the chair.I was defenceless, and she moved away and sat on the edge.