We watched the other play around for a bit, then stroking, and repeated. He started slowing down, so I tried to match his speed so I wouldn't get too ...lose to cumming.I couldn't resist going back to my full pumping motion every now and then, getting a little closer each time, risking my load shooting so early. I stopped to hit my cock against my navel again, bouncing it for my guy to see. Suddenly, I wasn't shy and liked the attention on it. He copied again, but then out of nowhere, was in. I moan my appreciation, just as I pull apart my folds, exposing my clit to the air. I run my finger along it, moving my hips just slightly. I'm pretty sure at this point, he's stopped breathing, and he’s just staring at me while I enjoy myself. He's even stopped stroking his cock, just to watch me.“Something wrong?” I ask with a sultry but slightly teasing tone.“Hmm, huh, what, no. No, nothing. You're just sexy to watch,” he replies with a throaty gasp.“If you like that, you'll love this,” I. She had a very pretty sky-blue bra and pantiesset with matching negligee and suspender belt, grey-white stockings andblue high-heels. A blue ribbon was bound around the base of her shecock.Once Whitney was suitably attired, I bound and gagged her on the bed. Sheexpected nothing less and was quite willing to submit.To gag Whitney, I used her tights she had worn to work, covering thesewith some tape. Her hands and feet were tied to the bed with furtheritems; Whitney's own hosiery and some tape. Until you finish not a second would have goneby. And nothing, which happens there is permanent. Once your satiated youwill be back to normal." We could not argue as we had no idea what he wastalking about.There were five pieces in what we believed was the start box. I picked upthe dice. Writings in light appeared on the board. "To start to finish youpassions shall be uncurbed. The book of Kamasutra, the text of love shallbe read through life and experience." Now for some reason we believed.