I heard her labored breathing and walked around her, enjoying the sight of her kneeling body, fastened to the breast chair, and of her breasts, squeez...d between the boards, like peanut butter on bread.Her breathing became more and more ragged. I wondered.I knelt in front of her and looked straight into her eyes. Her eyes were open but I doubted she could see me.I reached forward to touch her between her legs.I knew.I had thought to put clothespins on her nipples now but, in her state, I doubted. My nipples were becoming painfully sensitive, every time the girls pinched them I couldn’t help but gasp and moan. It was almost a relief when I felt Kelly’s hand start to trail down my stomach, then incredible excitement radiated through my body as my tracksuit bottoms loosened around my waist, the tie undone, her fingers slipping under the waistband teasing my freshly shaved skin, legs parting instinctively. Seconds later, Issabella’s left hand had left my boobs, moving lower, as it joined. ..?" Mind what?" I said, "If I wanked myself off with you in there" Ian said. "I dunno, it just makes me hard to think of someone else being so close while I stroke myself." "sure" I laughed, "if it's OK that I watch." Ian readily agreed. "Didn't know you were into that" he said. "Well, sure" I began, "It's all a bit of fun, isn't it?"Ian murmured an agreement, and I peered through the hole he had made in the wall. As I had thought the first time I had met him, he had a large cock in. My shaft was erect seeing my wife like this, sexy bomb after years (lucky Madhan). I told her to wait on the bed while I get some sweets from the hall. I walked to the next room, brought Madhan to wait close to the main bedroom door.He waited near the main bedroom door with closed curtains where he can peek without being noticed. I walked very nervously inside the bedroom, thinking about how things will turn tonight. Oh heavens, she caught me by the collar, and her soft pink lips started.