"You like being used like this?" I replied."Oh yes please! Keep going! Keep fucking me Anthony!" She yelled as I continued to feel her tight pussy aro...nd my cock. I froze as she said my real name. Her eyes were still closed as I sat with my cock deep inside my mother. She noticed my hesitation and opened her eyes "sorry.. Carlos." "Holy fuck!" I thought to myself, I thought she had caught me. She was just moaning for me. She wanted to fuck me, she was imagining me fucking her. "You want Anthony. The metal barrel had wrist and ankle fastenings. While a couple of men removed the yoke, the bondage master readied it for its next victim.Maria was tied down backwards over the barrel so her mouth and cunt we’re both at dick height. Her arms were bound to the sides of the barrel. Her tightly roped tits were still going purple, poking high into the air. Her legs were tied apart, giving complete access to her cunt.At a nod from the bondage master, two of the men in the audience unzipped their. Looking you straight in the eye I lean down and kiss you, sliding my lips along yours, darting my tongue in and out of your mouth, biting on your bottom lip. I feel your hands trail up my sides, over my ribcage, and then your strong hands cup my breasts. Feeling the zing of pleasure when you run your thumbs across my nipples and the pinch them, I smile down at you. Trailing my kisses across your tense jaw, I feel you start to breathe faster as I tickle my tongue along the sensitive skin. When we hugged hello, I was pleased with the feel of her skin beneath the fabric. Her denim skirt had an elastic waist and flowed past her knees. Not tight at all, I thought. It might be easily raised or lowered.Mitch was the most athletic of us. He worked out faithfully and it showed. He often wore clothing so that his physique would be known. Tonight he wore a fishnet T-shirt and tight fitting workout pants. While his torso was shouting that it wanted attention, the tightness of those.