He couldn’t take his mind away from the beautiful specimen in front of him even though he knew he must, to get his raging hard-on manageable. Were h...r nipples showing? Oh my god, he almost moaned out loud. It had been cold in the room lately and her nipples were hard and poking through her white blouse, right through the black lacey cami that she was wearing underneath it. John couldn’t take it anymore, he could already feel the wet spot of pre-cum in his boxers. He moved his hand slowly up. I grin with I see that Jack must be into bondage, at least a little. There is a pair of handcuffs attached to the head board. I look at him and smile.He thinks that he is going to play with me? Well, I push him back on the bed, straddle his chest and handcuff him to the bed. I then take his legs and spread them out, and take a tie, out of his closet, and tie them spread eagle. I tell Jack, that he is going to have the wildest cum that he has ever had. I notice that he has a leather cock. I know what a cliche it is. but I had felt really alive during the experience. Maybe I felt that way for the first time, since I died. There I said it. I had died when they took my memories. It was the price I paid for eternal life.It had been so good with the Irishman that I didn't even mind that he had most likely gone from my bed to the realty whore Kate;s bed. It was possible that I had been second and he was coming from hers. Damn I was just so damn cynical.When the sun came up, the droopy. That evening we made a light supper, then talked about what the next steps should be. At one point I looked out the window and saw the other two women at the pool. I turned to my love and said, "I think you should go for a swim."She looked a question at me. "When you're done, bring her back with you. Just tell her that I want to see her."She went upstairs to take her clothes off and grab a couple of towels, and reappeared a few minutes later wearing sandals and nothing else. She was carrying.