It reminded me of our limited attempts at bondage when we experimented ages ago.??It was fun, wasn?t it? It was at least a dozen years ago and I used...your stockings to tie you to the bed. I recall how you squirmed and thrust your groin upward to meet me. You clearly loved that game. The sex was great!??Oh yes, it was?, I replied, eyes closed, remembering? ?Is that why you bought handcuffs???Yes, I needed something I could apply quickly and securely. I couldn?t expect you to allow me to. . I knew what was coming next, and as much as I wanted to stop it, I couldnt. And it wasnt the so-so blow job that Linda was giving me that held me back. I didnt want to cause a scene, and, most of all, I was afraid Susan wouldnt stop if I asked her to. By now, Susans legs were wide-spread and Jason was in position with his monster-cock poised at the entrance to my wifes obviously wet cunt. Linda looked up from my prick and said, He measures just over fourteen inches long and just over seven. Once I had the swim briefs on, I examined myself in the mirror. Even dry, the suit was a little see-through. I could see the shape of my dick and balls; the fabric had grown really thin. I couldn’t believe how long it took me to notice at the pool. The suit was tri-colored; at least the front and back panels were black; thin black. The side seam was short though. I’m short-waisted and I hadn’t want anything slowing me down, so when I ordered my suit, I ordered the shortest side seam. That meant. I stopped for a second feeling the solitude and the quietness of it all – it felt really good. I looked back once again, scanning through the trees when I suddenly saw one of the men who was sitting on the bench back at the stream.I moved on and caught Lisa up. We walked on still ascending the side of the hill. After a while, I wanted to find out if they were still following so while walking I took my camera out of its carrycase and then stopped standing sideways to the path and pretended to.