“Don’t move,” Adam growled, as if I could have in that moment. I heard him open a drawer behind me and he returned with handcuffs, fastening my ...rists together above my head. “If you can’t control yourself, then you shouldn’t use your hands at all.”“I’m sorry, Sir,” I gasped.“No, you’re not.” I could practically hear his smile. “Not yet.”With no warning, his palm smacked across my ass, leaving behind a searing memory of the impact. My thin panties gave me little protection against him. I yelped. ‘Fucked up, damn it! You two know there is supposed to be someone at every freakin’ stop. What happened to Greg?’ He asked, not caring who he addressed. He was angry and wanted answers. ‘Sir, Greg if you recall is out of town. His wedding was last week and they are in the Spain, your treat,’ Samuel said, pulling off his jacket and loosening his tie. ‘The others we’ve acquired in the past were unavailable.’ ‘Unavailable? Why – – what was it, Gay March Day on the Hill?’ Brad asked. He pulled. ? stated John.Now you will find the keys to the cuffs in the middle of your parent's bed, that should give me enough time to leave before you can take your blindfold off. Make sure you keep the cuffs and blindfold, I'm sure I'll find a use for them in the future, I'll be in touch.? With that John picked up his camera and tripod and left the house.Half an hour later Emily was sitting in her room, still naked. It had taken her 10 minutes to locate the keys and free herself and take of her. Her own body seemed to glow. Roger was feeding upon one tit, Kate upon the other. She had Roger's dick in one clutching fist, the other hand working between Kate's thighs, massaging the rubbery, excited pussy lips, the swollen clitoris. They bore her down backwards and they fell upon her like vultures in a feeding mood.She twisted to one side and took Roger's long hard prick in both hands, staring for a moment at the big red knob. Down below, Kate was sliding into position between Tricia's.