Joan twisted against the restraints, the pleasure reaching an intensity she had not suspected. Paul moved the wand lower, almost touching her clit. �...Oh Paul! That’s so . . .” She never finished. Paul pushed the power to maximum and Joan’s cries and her straining against the cuffs made clear she was almost overwhelmed by the intensity of the pleasure. Without removing the wand, Paul leaned over and sucked hard on a nipple. Joan cried out again, but this time her entire body tensed as orgasmic. He stood behind her, admiring the view of her pussy, open and inviting, capped by her small ass hole, winking up at him like a small unopened bud. With one hand he massaged her ass cheek. With his other, he guided his cock into her hot slick pussy. He pushed in all the way in one stroke and then began slowly fucking in and out of her. While he did he pressed his thumb firmly against her ass hole, just a little pressure, massaging her bud in small circles. He felt her tighten beneath him and. Amy stood still, admiring her work. Her husband tied helpless, his cock standing tall and firm glistening from her spit.Amy maneuvered herself around. The noise made her husband curious. A bang hit the headboard, and he said, “What are you doing?” Amy leaned close to his ear and replied, “Do you want to see something?” Her husband acknowledged by shaking his head up and down.Amy slid the blindfold from her husband’s head. He looked up to see a long, thick brown dildo stuck to the bed headboard. " She blushed again. "She invited us to dinner, much like she did today," Jeannie looked at me with a sly smile, "and then invited us to stay the night. And we did." Jesus, Mary and Joseph, you stayed the night? What was that like?"She looked directly into my eyes. "I found out I enjoy making love with another woman. Perhaps I'm bisexual. And I found out I'm not jealous when Jack is with another woman. He is who he is and I am who -- and what -- I am. His plaything. And Nicole," she looked at.