We'll do what you say," Shirley pleaded with them.She turned her back toward the woman who held the rope. "We will do what yousay, just don't hurt us.... "You! Turn around." Cara looked over at Shirley, who by this time had her wrists tightly boundbehind her back. "Please! Do what they say! Don't make them mad!" Shirley looked down as they looped a rope about her ankles. They had notdone this to her before. The ploy was simple. She allowed them to tie her up,and those with her followed suit.. Feeling the twitching cock behind the zipper. The cock was being restrained too, just like her boobies were a few moments ago. Her chest filled up with an innocent compassion, as if his cock was a baby kitten being locked in a cage, she wanted to rescue it, to free it from the pants and the zipper. She fidgeted with the button and his fly and let out a frustrated cry when she saw the cock was locked behind some boxer shorts as well. She yanked on the shorts. ‘What do you want?’ John asked.. And we reached the peak in about 10 mins.Sheelu said please cum in me I said is it ok she said ya it’s safe day. And I increased the speed. Ohhhhhh my god I m going to cum darling she was literally shouting now and I was also pumping faster and harder now each time I pulled the cock almost out and then rammed it all the way in. ahhhhhh I am also about to cum dear and suddenly we both exploded. It was awesome sex. Then we stayed like that for some time while I was softly kissing her face and. She couldn'thelp picking at her jeans, trying to smooth out the wrinkles, or pluckingat her shirt to make it lay properly. Her large breasts kept movingaround beneath her shirt.Jack tried again with the same line that had never failed him before withwomen: compliments. "I keep telling you, you look great. Better thangreat. You might get to like this." I thought for sure you wouldn't push the button," Brandy said with asigh. She rubbed one thigh absently. For some strange reason, she.