Parting the bag He looked down at her head. She was pretty he knew, eventhough you couldn't tell at the moment. A thick, black leather blindfold cover...dher eyes while a matching padded penis gag filled her small mouth. Even herears were covered, a pair of headphones filling her ears with white noise effectivelycutting off her senses. He knew that this transport rig was intended to disorientatethe slaves, the sensory depravation leaving them easier to handle during theinitial twenty four hours.. Thanks for thinking about me.ANJU : why do you thank me….i feel great to spend time with you.ME: Of course when a charming and beautiful girl like you is thinking about me at this hour any married man like me would be impressed.ANJU : Well to be honest I was thinking about you right from the time I left the office today. Felt like talking to you more.ME : are you sure it is just thoughts in us…do you think it is just thought for a colleague or something more.ANJU : More?? I don’t know what to. Ask Amy. We don't need to do this..." That was a far as I got before she stopped me."No way! You're not getting out of this. You stop now and I'll kill you!" She looked uneasy. "Unless Amy objects..." Go for it. The sex I mean, not killing him," Amy encouraged her. Valerie smiled her thanks.I guess Valerie was tired of waiting for me, because she moved my cock to her pussy and started to rub them together, lubricating it. I thought it would be so sexy if she put it in herself."Do you want to be. As I saw her pussy up close for the first time I thought I would die of lust. It was the most perfect thing in the world right then. The way the lips unfurled when she spread her legs was, frankly, divine and when her stiff little clit bobbed into view I felt my third erection of the day begin to stir. For the next fifteen minutes, Candy and I watched Sara masturbate to three powerful orgasms. The first, and by far the most powerful, took us all by surprise I think. It seemed to just happen out.