We let them grope at as through our dresses as we parked down the road from Gretal's place. We shared their beer, smoked a little of their home grown ...nd laughed at their jokes before brushing them off and staggering in peels of laughter into her house. We did the family thing for a minute before her mother laughingly sent us to bed, telling us we would be worse for wear in the morning. We managed to clamber rather ungracefully out of our dresses and lay on her soft double bed enjoying the warm. I squeezed out some KY rubbing it on my cock then smearing it all over her asshole. I pushed in and she once again looked in my eyes and they were welled up with tears, then as I popped past her sphincter she came hard and it was all I could do not to come as well. I alternated short and long strokes while putting two fingers inside her pussy. It didnt take long and soon she seemed on the verge of another orgasm. I pulled out of her ass and she climbed on to Trey sliding him in her pussy in one. One of the high, backless stools from the kitchen nook sat at the foot of the bed and she led me to it, so that the stool stood between me and the bed. With a firm hand she bent me forward over the stool as she retrieved the two eight inch bungee cords from the bag and fastened my ankles to the legs of the stool. Then she took a length of cord and looped it through the hand cuffs and ran it beneath the foot rails of the stool. The ends of rope then were wrapped around my ankles and stretched. . I suddenly felt something brushing up against my underwear, my eyes wide with shock. I turned my head around "Mr Cleaver! Wha..." Before I could finish my sentence, my best friends dad had reached around and covered my mouth, I tried to stand but he pushed me back down against the counter with his other hand and leaned his weight against my ass. I could feel his hard dick against my silk underwear as it slipped up and down in our struggle, what was this weird emotion I was feeling? I wasn't.