They actually seemed like an odd match since Mya was by far the kinkiest girl I had ever met. She let out a subtle moan and winced as I tightened the ...old metal cuffs around her wrists, firmly securing her arms behind her back. The restraints had originally had a red, plush furry substance around the rings, but Mya had chosen to remove it for aesthetic purposes, making them much less comfortable to wear. “Mmmm,” I muttered in admiration as I took in the enticing spectacle presented before. Quietly appraising your body and thinking you would look amazing naked. Not for the first time, I was looking at you, admiring your feminine shape. My steady gaze was unnerving you. Perhaps it was the lack of activity, perhaps a slight impatience that was keeping you marginally off balance. Although we both knew what the immediate future held, the deliberate slowness I was adopting, was making you feel more and more nervous, giving you time to think, to worry that this might not be such a good. Yeah, I can totally feel his cock now. He wants me, too. HE WANTS M-E!"Oh god!"Our gazes lock and he must see the unashamed lust because he leans and kisses me. Our lips mash together. It feels better than anything else in my life. I moan and open my mouth, inviting him in. I'm tracing the contour of his lips with the tip of my tongue, ready to shove it all in his mouth if he doesn't do it first. I have my arms wrapped around his neck, and I'm pushing my breasts into his chest, I'm trying to. The second even then well on its way, though miraculously passing over her head, actually landing almost perfectly between Stacy's tits as she had let go of the table, once again cupping her breasts. She too watched in delight as the second, and then third streamer of my spunk flew over her mother's head, catching her squarely between her magnificent breasts."Nice fucking shot daddy!" She squealed in delight, though she now glanced over to where her brother still stood. Jared, mouth open in.