Were her eyes open? she did not know. The rest of her body felt numb. she tried to move, but found that she was unable to; even her fingers could not ...riggle. It took a while to figure out a few things:First, she was bound at the elbows, knees and ankles, arms behind her, fingers and toes taped together.Second, she was lying on her back, sight obscured.Third, her jaws were stretched painfully open by a metal ring, held in place by a strap which went around her head.she was puzzled. The last. ”“What about strip poker?” Janie asked.Everyone agreed, and after dinner, they all headed to the girls' cabin except me. I went for a shower where I met Billy as he undressed. We showered together for the second time today.“What a day, huh?” I asked as we showered.“Missy is a fucking slut,” he said with a grin, “I can’t believe she fucked us both.”“Fucked you, sucked me,” I corrected, “Yeah, she is always horny. She gave me a hand job in the boathouse last year.”“Well, I happened to see her. ?I dare say that the press are still hounding you. Even if they were not, this latest news would set them on you like a pack of dogs. So I have made provision for that. I own a private retreat, which I have kept for just such occasions. I will bequeath this to you so that you can avoid some of the more troublesome members of the press. After the feeding frenzy has died down you will enjoy the benefits of a trust fund that I have set up to ensure that all of your requirements are catered. Bazza’s tongue teasing it as he drawed it into his warm mouth before moving to the other, kissing and licking the underside of the slut wife’s soft breasts. Bazza runs his tongue down her tummy, stopping to toy with her belly button. Arriving between Helen’s legs, kissing, licking and biting her inner thighs. Bazza watched on as her sweet butterfly swell and dampen with desire, Bazza’s finger’s soon entered Helen’s hot wet pussy feeling the wetness inside her, he was kissing the outside.