"Tim!" I screamed as my pleasure peaked in me. I panted, my legs thrust out before me as I leaned back on the toiletseat. My fingers rubbed at my b...zzing labia. I breathed through my noseand exhaled through my mouth, great, panting expulsions of air. My entirebody tingled. "Wow," I groaned. "Oh, wow." I wish I had Melody's courage. Not only did she fuck her brother, butshe did it where the world could see. She was lucky. Her brother saw heras a woman, not as a child. Clint didn't. The boss began the tediuos task of removing the nipple ties and ankle ropes. The last things to be removed were the pussy pins and tongue pin. Say thank you. I just saved you. You should thank me properly. said the boss. Reluctantly, Heather replied in a soft voice Thank you sir. I cant hear you! What did you just say to me!? Thank you sir! Heather said louder. Thats more like it. From now on you are too say thank you sir so that I can hear! Got it!? Yes sir, thank you sir! said my wife. Good,. Leslie picked out a bar and dragged me into it. She was feeling no pain when we walked in, went right to the dance floor, and started dancing her ass off. She was a great dancer and she clung to me. I watched her tits jiggle, her ass shake, and that miniskirt raise as she dry humped my leg while she danced. She was a cross between a stripper and the movie Dirty Dancing.After a couple more dances she asked me to fuck her dirty in the men’s restroom. Then before I could answer her she was. She had the most beautiful thunder thighs I had ever seen in a female and her thigh was so fair. I started kneeing her muscles and was rubbing over her knee cap. Later when she felt a bit relief, I massaged her inner thighs till her panty line. Both of us were turned on by the situation. I kept on massaging her until her pain subsided. Her saree was full of mud, so I asked her to get up and wash the mud. But she was really hurt in her hand and so i started dusting off the mud. I dusted her.