George meanwhile was watching my wife’sshaved wet pussy, as she drove three fingers in andout of her hungry pussy.“You got any rope? Let&#...217;s tie her wrists to that tableleg,” suggested George. With some nylon rope, we laidher on her back on the carpet and tied her hands overher head to a heavy table leg. Billy immediatelyclimbed back on so that his black butt was on hertits and her mouth was once again filled with hisblack cock. He was close, and wasn’t to be denied.. I close the door behind me and check my phone. There's no response to my text or voicemail. I try calling again, but there's no answer so I take the phone with me into the bathroom whilst I shower. Looking down as I wash, I can see that I'm covered in bruises over my legs, arms and lower back. William had also scratched me deep enough to leave marks. Last night we'd all got pretty carried away, and I don't think I can stay too mad at Liam. If he rectifies it by letting me sleep next to him. I use my tongue to clean every last drop of it from your heated flesh. Finally, I bring the berry to your lips and you tease my fingers with your tongue before finishing the fruit. By mutual unspoken agreement, we both climb onto the bed. You push me onto my back and murmur into my ear, tracing the soft shell like contours of it with lips and tongue. “I'm going to teach you the art of surrender."My breath shudders out in excitement and anticipation. My muscles tense up. I'm not good at. Immobile, no sight, no hearing, no talking. I plowed her tight asshole for about 10 minutes then slowed down the pace so I wouldn't come too soon. It was about that time that Colette began grunting again. I looked over at the monitor and it had just got to the part where I had shoved the buttplug into her. A-ha, so she now loves to be an anal freak!I could see from the closet mirrors that Rebeca was bent over and taking Scott in her cunt while Jeff was standing in front of her with his cock.