A strap was attached to her right knee and pulled taunt. Another was attached to her left, leaving her kneeling, bent over the couch with her legs for...ed apart. She didn't bother to struggle when she felt the same being done to her wrists. When he was done, Mark had her secured to the couch in perfect fucking position. The tension on her arms caused her upper body to be stretched and lifted off the couch. When he knelt down behind her, he discovered, much to his delight, that her tits were open. As I sat there she took Charlene to the floor and started to sixty-nine with her. I watched them go at it for almost an hour. I was the one to open the door for the first woman. Seeing a naked man she assumed that she was in the wrong place but I assured her that it was the right place. Then I took her into the living room where Charlene and Cindy were just finishing up. She got down and kissed them both before undressing. I stayed and met the other three women too before going home.Later Cindy. He wasn't even paying attention to us by then, Bree had him ready to shoot again. He began moaning a bit, and Lacy wanted to get a shot of that. For the first time ever, Ted shot his load onto his mom, and not his sister. He covered Bree's face, and she certainly loved it. I also knew something else, I probably was the jealous type."Damn, Bree, don't hog him. Let his aunt have a crack at him," Lacy said.So, Bree got off him, and Lacy got on top of him. She got onto her knees, and grabbed his. So whether you find this story entertaining or something that satisfies your curiosity, here is a little piece of me from the archives of my life, mid-1990s. By definition I am 'straight' but sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do.**************************My good friend Becky was over this morning for a coffee. When she arrived I had just finished sorting laundry and was wearing one of Tom's dress shirts as a housecoat. Don't ask me why because I have a closet full of housecoats but always.