I didn’t want to stop stroking and starring at it. So, to keep our secret I slowly bent over and placed my face closer to it. David said as he place... his hand on my head to go ahead and just kiss it on the shaft. I kept my mouth closed as he pushed my head closer and it felt strange with veins and wrinkles of his shaft pressing against my lips. He held my head still while he reached down and guided the tip of his cock to my closed lips. I slowly parted my lips and felt the head slide into my. But I left my hands together, not pulling them apart, while we continued talking. "Can you tolerate being bound again, the way you were when I found you?" Roger asked. I hesitated; he continued. "If the chains and hood are on you, but you're laying on the floor, I think I can pull the rope taut when I see his car entering the driveway. There would still be time for me to hide. Here's what we'll do." Eventually, reluctantly, I agreed. And so it was that after Roger chiseled the remains of the. After which she moved down to my chest and held me from my hair. She pulled it really hard and started slapping me.I was trying to hide my face but couldn’t. I was continuously slapped while Natasha and Akanksha laughed. Suddenly I felt a jolt of pain in my pussy. I had tears in my eyes and screamed. For a moment, my body was numb. My eyes closed.When I finally opened it, I saw Akanksha stood between my legs. We had a brief eye contact after which she kicked into my pussy. I opened my mouth to. "It seems wrong." How is it wrong?" he asked. "How is it any more wrong than what we just did?" Oh alright," I said. "I don't want to be alone on New Year's Eve and I can't afford to have anyone see me out partying while Bobby is working his ass off."Over the next few days, I spent a lot of time thinking about it. I visited my family and for the first time I really looked at my parents. I noticed that even after all of the years that they'd been together, there was still something between.