Her pussy is wet, butthat doesn't help me identify her. I lick and suck her until shecontentedly pushes me away. Then with a whisper she asks if I k...ow whoshe is.I admit that I don't know, and have to take a guess. I guess Cathy.Everyone giggles and while I am still kneeling, I can feel someoneholding my chin and applying lipstick to me. Then I am made to stand,still blindfolded and bound, and I am put over someone's lap. I hear asigh, of someone who seems disappointed that I did not. " I began. Before I could say anymore she had stripped off her standard college sweatshirt top. Sam had a perfect size six body, with flat stomach and large firm breast, which her orange bikini top barely held in check. I looked over at her husband he smiled and said, "It was her idea and once my wife has made up her mind its damn near impossible to change it." "But the bondage equipment..." I asked incredulously.Michael looked sheepishly at the floor. I turned my gaze back to his wife. Sam. I finished looking at the video and tip-toed over to the doorway to peek as they showered off the mud replacing it with lather, all of them switched and scrubbed each other to get clean and the view of three wet woman is a real site. Then Huda rubbed Carlin’s back around to her front and backed her to a wall under a shower nozzle then kissed her lovingly, pausing to ask if it was ok Carlin said it felt nice just as Carrie took an arm and pinning it on the wall. Huda took the other and they. He must have heard me when I started to get up and stopped myself. I must have moved some of the glass on the floor. ‘Jaina, is that you?’ I froze where I was, afraid to even breath. Something cold and sharp dug into the palm of my hand, sending out pain through my arm. Dang it, the glass! Warm red blood gushed out from under my hand onto the floor. I wish I would use my brain more. Just go away Will. Go away so I can take care of my wounded hand. Just when I thought things couldn’t get any.