She strains against the ropes, feeling their tight embrace around her limbs. She moves her sweat glistened breasts back intentionally, and the clamps ...ull hard on her engorged nipples. So ecstatic. So good. Electricity races through her. Her clit is on fire. Her pussy burns, her ass is so full. She bites into the gag, her jaw feeling stiff and locked. Even the soreness feels good now. It enhances the sensations. She's feeling so much at once, she can hardly contain herself. If only she could. Violet and James waited on her hand and foot which she resented. Woofer lay on the bed at his mistress’s feet unless they were walking. It was evening, and Trin watched Violet as she was getting dressed, and beckoned toward her with her left hand. Violet quickly came over, thinking Trin might need help going to the bathroom. Trin reached out both hands, bear hugged her, and rolled, pinning Violet under her. Violet gasped and looked in shock. Trin’s rumbling voice spoke: ‘Do you still love me?’. Much to her delight, the moisture made it cling to his body, wrapping it tightly around his muscled torso.All of southern California was now officially in a heat wave and by high noon, everything not in the shade was mercilessly scorched by the midday sun. Evie rested her head on her hands and stared at the young man. He was tall, athletic, and exceptionally handsome. The memory of the night before flitted across her mind as she admired his raw sexuality. She wondered if he had any inkling of. Deni wheeled her electrically powered utility vehicle with ruthless efficiency. Rowen grabbed his small bag and kissed Deni on the cheek."Doesn't he look handsome, Mr. Waylon?" Deni asked.The dark blue flight suits were new. Like Waylon, Rowen's had a Freehold flag patch sewn on the shoulder in addition to his name tag over the breast pocket."You did a great job with the patches." You will keep him out of trouble?" she asked."Of course, and I'll even try to have him back before dawn."Deni gave.