Your lips press with mine, your tongue licking softly around my lips and when I inhale, your tongue slips in with mine. My body is like putty in your ...ands as soon as you touch me, your lips melt away my brain as your other hand goes down to my ass feeling it and grabbing it in your hand until your fingers travel down the material following the black leather, your hands rub my pussy through the black material. I moan into your mouth, my way of begging you for your cock. My hands pull the ribbon. Between them, I fashioned a small office and display area.As I mentioned, we got married soon after Zoe graduated. It took us several years to get settled and established in our chosen careers, to build our confidence and find the clientele we needed to survive. In those early days, we’d be anxiously waiting for the post to deliver a cheque so we could afford to pay the outstanding bills and buy food for that week. We survived on cycles of feast and famine. Now, hopefully, that was all past us,. We then picked out Sam’s clothes. He was so easy: khaki pants and a tight black polo shirt that showed off his muscles. The hosts lived over an hour from us so we got a hotel room close by so we wouldn’t have to drive a long way home and so Sam and I both could drink. We made our way to the door and were met by Gerry and Amanda. Gerry shook Sam’s hand and then hugged me and kissed me on the cheek. Amanda gave us both a hug and kiss as Gerry took our coats. I asked Amanda about the mistletoe. "Cute," she said, "he wrote me a message on your ass." "Dear Jill, the other end of this toy is for you, Becky has been told not to remove it until you have been satisfied." Geez is that true, Becks?" Yeah I'm afraid it is, he really wants us to fuck, hey can you untie me?" Sure, no problem with your feet, he just used Velcro straps, but where are the keys to the two sets of handcuffs?" Jill answered."They used to be on my collar, but he took them off just before he left." Well do you know.