It wasn’t funny anymore.“Okay.”Martina closed the book and looked him up and down. Then she sat up and smiled one of her smiles and slowly took ...ff her shirt. Her breasts were so perfect, the way they tilted upwards. Her nipples were like two juicy pink, just-ripe cherries.She stepped off the bed and went to undo the catch on her skirt. Ben looked on, his body racked with arousal. Martina walked towards him and slipped her index fingers inside the top of her panties and pulled them up. Her. When got home we made our way up to the bed and I thought we were just going to sl**p. I helped her out of her shirt and bra and she pulled me in for another kiss. We kissed hard and it got me so hard and she reached down grabbed my rock hard cock and began massaging it. I was surprised but definitely wanted to make the most of it. I undid her jeans and pushed them down to the floor. I reached for her pussy and was shocked to feel how hot and wet she was! She was letting me rub her swollen clit. Occasionally she would rub my ass or give my nipples a quick tweak through my lingerie. Suddenly, without another word, she turned and walked out of the room. She returned a few minutes later carrying a large black bag.?I think it’s time we got started.? She said. She reached into the bag and pulled out a short length of rope. She looped this between my ankles above where my cuffs were connected and tied it to another hook in the floor that I hadn’t noticed before. She pulled it tight before. He knew that Kate would never do anything to stop him at that moment. She was glad that they bought into this and she was ready for anything now. The redhead even felt Serge’s erect cock pressing against her ass crack. Kate was afraid to move and just let it be. Their make-out lasted for half an hour. At first, the redhead, deep inside, had protested it but then her inhibitions disappeared that boldness and she began enjoying it. She liked the way Serge’s cock, Serge’s huge cock, slid along.