“Fuck yessss,” Zuri hissed as I eased her wetness down onto my shaft.The factotums could produce rope very quickly. A few meters of it bound my si...ter’s arms tightly behind her back, while another length bowed behind both of her knees, pulling them up to her shoulders to keep her legs apart.Zuri had discovered kinbaku-bi while diving a year ago and had immediately suggested that I use it on her. She enjoyed the rope’s texture against her skin and appreciated the decorative patterns it made. KY Jelly is designed to work down there, but a clear petroleum jelly is nearly as good. Using a flavored one—they make them—is sort of gilding the dandelion, kind of unique, but you really don't need them.One thing I'd forgotten: we made a trip to a store and got what you need for douches. Every woman brought her own, with her name on it, but you need the fluid that goes in it. It does get messy in there, and while most women don't mind some messiness—good sex is messy—there's nothing like that. Bua shayad ab mahssoos kar rahi thi ki mera haat uske boobs(chuchi) par hai. Maine aaw dekha naa taaw maine sotey sotey apna munh uske boobs par rakh diya aur sone ka natak karne laga. Bua ab shayad nind se jagne wali thi. Jaise hi maine dekha ki bua mere munh ko door kar rahi hai to maine utt gaya aur jor se bua ke chuchiyon me apna sir ragdne laga. Bua ke to hosh ud gaye ki prem ko kya ho gaya. Us ne mujhey dant ke kaha “prem kya kar rahey ho , thappad marungi”. Maine kaha: bua mujhey kuch. Charlotte was embarrassed when the new range of bomb-disposal robots arrived, each one was emblazoned with her name. "It's just the thought of all those people with a Charlotte under their control!" Kathy said with a grin.The Organisation received several of the robots, all of which had an additional tank of liquid oxygen for freezing any of the Association bombs. Due to her knowledge Charlotte was given the task of training the Organisation teams in the use of the robots.Kathy was feeling left.