He fell back and was sitting in the changing booth chair. Cheryl rubbed her fingers over her face and sc****d off all the cum and one by one sucked he... fingers moaning and telling James how yummy he was. She then came closer to him and gave James another long deep kiss. He tasted himself on her tongue and actually liked it. James then said it was her turn. He sat Cheryl down on the chair and proceeded to lift her dress up. He then knew what she meant earlier by me too. The mystery woman had no. It felt wet, soft. Her middle finger found her juiced cuntlips. They felt puffed, hot, itchy.She stroked them and shivered in passion, as a jolt of electricity stabbed through her belly. Good god, was she hot! Her cunt-stink whiffed past her nose, exciting her until she plunged the finger deep inside and wiggled the tip against her pussy-lining. She felt her raging hard clit slip across her knuckle. She closed her eyes and went into a world of her own.Just the thought of having Frankie's. After some time she started rocking harder and harder. I wrapped my arms around her and concentrated on her nipples. Then she really clamped down with her legs, crushed her arms around my head then smashed my face into her breast. If I had to die then, I would have gone a happy man. She was panting and groaning, then arched her back and let out a deep extended groan as if she were in pain or bliss. I think she did it three times before she sort of collapsed on me. She covered her breasts with. "As she talked, she took two wide leather straps and attached one to eachof my ankles. A strong chrome--steel bar, six inches long, ran from theback of each strap to a matching strap that fastened around my instep.This arrangement forced me to keep each foot arched almost straight downfrom the calf.The girls pulled me to my feet then, and I quickly found that I could onlywalk on tiptoe! I can't tell you how foolish I felt as they forced me toparade around the kitchen, totally nude, shoulders.