What a handful this one was!She could feel him coming closer to orgasm when he grudgingly slowed downhis pounding. He buried himself in her to the hil... and stopped. She triedcoaxing him to continue by pushing her hips upward but he firmly grippedher tiny waist and held her still. Then he reached down and buried hisface in her neck while his hand moved to her left breast.He started showering her neck with moist kisses, gently biting andlicking at regular intervals while kneading her breast. I was tired and pleased. She wasn't tired. She grabbed my face and stuck it back down into her pussy. I told her I was tired and she said she didn't care. So here I was, my head stuck in my friend's pussy and what I enjoyed about a minute ago was now pure torture. She pushed me around for about another hour. Then let me go to sleep. When I woke I was chained to the bed-my arms and legs- and it was daylight outside. I asked what time it was and she said 12:30. I was surprised I had slept that. " Both of them blushed slightly, and sat down - one on each side, in anticipation of grabbing me during the scary parts. I started the VCR, and off we went.Sure as hell, every time there was something scary happening, or something happened real sudden, both of them would grab an arm, and 'hide' behind me while peeking over my shoulder to see what would happen next. I kept my hands to myself, but enjoyed the feel of their bodies pressing against me - and took advantage of the opportunity they. " But haven't you been tempted?" inquired Alison."Occasionally, perhaps. But not enough to want to risk it."Alison pouted. It was just too awful to discover that actual magic really did exist, only to be told she was never to experience it. She tried again. "But think of all the good you could do!" she pressed him.He shook his head. "I once felt the same way," he said. "But painful experience made me a sadder and a wiser man."Alison looked at him querulously, trying to place the reference. Then.