Her hand still cupping and squeezing her breast, while the other is still between her legs as her body convulses slightly from wave after wave of an i...tense orgasm. While Leigh is experiencing her own explosion. I have been stroking my cock harder and faster. I feel the throbbing getting more and more intense. I feel like I am about to explode myself. I try to hold back, but I can't. I start to go weak at the knees as my own orgasm spews from me. I stifle my own groan as to not scare her away.. I talked to one of them. Now buzz off.He didn’t budge. Didn’t appear as if he was going anywhere.I thought, not so bad, was it? Despite the fact he looked different and…never mind.The guy was staring at my neck. What was he looking at?Shit. My hand went to the collar I forgot I had put on. What an idiot I was. A look of incredulity formed on the k**’s face. I felt it had something to do with the stupid collar. I adjusted my shirt to cover the damn thing and picked up my drink. A nice long. With that, she took the keys to the handcuffs and placed them in thesmall black box. Upon closing the box, she padlocked it shut. She thentook the handcuffs and placed one around her own wrist and the other onmetal arm of the couch. Cuffing herself, she told me, first of all,that under no circumstances am I to remove or turn off the vibratingpanties. Secondly, she told me that the keys to the devices around myneck and feet were in the box in front of her. The key to the boxitself, however, was. Shit.You scramble to your hip for your handgun and nearly lose your grip, but ha, its still in your hand. You aim at the handle and fire, once, twice, sending a fresh wave of excited cheers through the monkeys above.You slam your shoulder into the broken door and barrel through just as the creature leaps at you.You curse and scramble back on your ass, watching it flail and roar and reach for you, hunger in its dark eyes - but it's stuck. It's too wide, and its body is jammed between the house.