The rugged farmboy had never been used like this before, and as much as he tried to enjoy it, he felt dangerously out of control. Soon enough he was ...ompletely out of control - unable to do anything - but they just kept facefucking and fingering him anyway.When the guy facefucking him got close to cumming, he got real sloppy, spurting little squirts of precum, jamming his cock in hastily so it slammed into his cheeks and throat, but he managed to lean forward, kiss the other guy strongly, and. ...we need to talk.", I said as I cleared my throat. "Oh, sure. No problem sweetie. What did you want to talk about?", she questioned as she continued to toy with the aching clit. It was hard to be serious and talk to her while she was sitting there, rubbing her beautiful clit, her cunt dripping and begging to be penatrated. As she rubbed her clit, her free hand ran up her body and squeezed her tits. "Um.....well....... Don't you think that its a little bit, I dont know, inappropriate to be. The women went about their work in silence save for the sounds of heavy breathing and the occasional clanking as someone would pull against their restraints. in time i heard footsteps as the guy next to me was led away and out. it was my turn soon.My legs were unbuckled and the clips on my cuffs released. however there was only temporary relief as through gloved hands of the women worked quickly to connect my hands by my arse with a small but strong chain running through the thong back of my. I'm taking you out on a date," announced MissJean.The next night found the two out dancing the night away at a swank nightclub, with Denise having the time of her life. Miss Jean smiled andleaned in to Denise's ear and spoke loud enough to be heard over the loudmusic. "Tonight is the night!" she said. Denise laughed and grinned withintoxicated giddiness.When they got back to the apartment Denise was dizzy with anticipation."What are we going to do tonight, Miss?" she asked. Miss Jean.