Fortunately his aim is poor so he rarely hits more than the hood of my little nub. Nonetheless it’s uncomfortable so after another minute or so I st...rt bucking against his hand, briefly throwing my head back and screaming out:“Ah! Yes, yes, fuck, yes, yes”I even give a little tweak of the steering wheel, causing the car to jink back and forth slightly for emphasis. I take deep breaths in, gasping them out.“That was ... amazing, Jimmy.”I grip his hand firmly by the wrist, and laciviously lick. She then reaches around behind him just as the music in the playlist ended. She unties his hands, and guides them to her breasts. Her breath comes out in a moan, as she feels the pleasure of his touch on her mounds. She lets him play with them for a few moments. His palms cup their mass and push up against them, mashing them into her chest. Gently, he circles his hands, pushing against the flesh. Her chest warms in response, the mammaries starting to tingle as his fingers manipulate the creamy. Moving down to my ankles he attached the bar, a leather cuff around each ankle, the metal bar solid between them, holding my legs apart. My pussy was now completely accessible to him and I was helpless to stop him doing anything he wanted to me. He stepped off the bed and just stood and looked at me spread wide in front of him, then abruptly turned and walked out the room. My fear levels rose again and this time I felt the strength in my body come back. I struggled furiously against my bonds. Kacey nodded as Sam gushed about how good it felt. Her pussy was as wet as Sams was at that moment, and she could feel herself clenching tightly around her finger. Yeah, it does, she assured Sam, and tilted her hips a little more towards the blonde so she could see. No, the finger thing is fine, as far as I can tell. It sure as hell feels good, so it has to be somewhat right, at least, right? She could feel her orgasm getting closer and closer, and she slid against Sam, using her forehead to.