It made a beautiful sight.Slowly, I lessened the pull, returning her strapped nipples and puffy areolas to the normal bound state they were in. She si...hed loudly as the pressure on them was released.“Stand up!” I exclaimed.She got to her feet. I stood and grabbed her arms, pulling them behind her. I slapped the leather strap around both wrists, snapped it shut, and pulled her over to the chain hanging from the ceiling.The lock snapped shut on the clasp holding her wrists and her arms were. I nibbled on her clit as it swelled between my teeth. Nora moaned and groaned as I continued to work an her beautiful young box Meanwhile her mother continued to give me one of the best blow jobs she had ever given. Suddenly, Sherry stopped working on my man-meat, and I felt a weight on my stomach and the moaning from Nora stopped. I knew that my two girls were making out on top of me. Then all of a sudden, Nora began to shake, convulse, and she let out a low grunt like the squeals of a pig.. It tasted wonderful, different from mine. I'd always eaten my cum from her, but the musky, strong, hot, pungent smell I was used to was diluted compared to the salty-ish, intensely musky-ish aroma I smelled and tasted! It was incredible! I later learned then that every man's cum tastes a bit different, like beers do. Best of all is fresh semen mixed with the juices of a lady's orgasm. I remember vaguely the others talking while I sucked it out. "I knew he'd love it," said Jennifer. "Man, she's. You know you will ask him because you will do anything I want as long as I lick that clitoris of yours, won't you?" Jeff was standing close by, watching her intensely and slowly stroking his erection."Yes." Just for the record, Kelly, are you here under duress?" No." Are you free to go if you want to?" Yes." Do you want to go?" No." Why is that, Kelly? Is it because you are a tart?" Yes." Say it again. Tell Jeff and me that you're a tart. We want to hear it straight from the horse's mouth."Jeff.