“Now, restraints. We can use the real thing – handcuffs, or just go with duct tape. We prefer the duct tape, since it doesn’t leave bruises. I w...uld suggest we go with that. Do you have a preference, slut?”April also preferred the duct tape, since she knew exactly how to get out of a duct tape restraint.“Duct tape,” she said, adding, “mistress”, as a throw away afterthought. Jodi looked at her sharply, as though debating whether to discipline her or not.“Get up, and take off your jacket and. My head was wet so I assumed someone had dumped some water on me, and the girl, whose name I still had not learned, was watching me with a worried look."He's awake enough," one of the men behind me said. "Let's go." Come along, Winnie, the captain wants to see you, too." Let me g'a dress on," the girl said, but one of the Redcoats took her by the arm and dragged her from the room, sputtering."What y'got on'll do jus' fine," he said with a laugh. "For what 'e wants."A strong man twisted my arm. It was sure worth the wait!"Wow!" Robert said. Barbara was shocked that her own son responded in this way to her breasts. She needn't have. My aunt's tits were much larger than mom's, sagging just a little but really nice, with big round, brown, acorn-like nipples. Jesus, and to think my uncle had cheated first! My aunt's hands were slowly moving towards her panties and her eyes seemed to say "How can I get out of this?" Too late. She pulled down her panties slowly, exposing her dark bush to. " Uhm, maybe we should let them finish up," I said reluctantly. "In fact, why don't you work on Annette while I watch?"Bree nodded and switched places with me, then pushed her face at Annette's pussy. With that same wicked tongue, she worked magic on the other girl. "Bree, oh oh, please. Do that, lick my box baby!" Annette cried.I watched from the sideline while a linked line of naked babes lustfully lapped each other's love muffins. God, I wanted my cell phone cam right now. Instead, I heard.