It had been a month since I had invited strangers to our apartment to watch her embarrass herself with a little striptease. I lost my mind in some sor... of sexual haze and ended up telling her she had to suck and fuck each of them. I’d never seen anything like it. I should have stopped it but I just kept pushing her further and further, watching as these two boys, really, had their way with her taut, little body causing her to cum over and over. I fingered myself to about three orgasms that. "She giggled a little. "Do you remember, all that time ago, dancing in the storm, in the rain? It was like a pagan ritual, made me feel so alive."Abruptly she stood up, half-stooping under the rain-drummed awning. Easily she slipped her light top off and threw it gently on the seat. She followed it quickly with the tracksuit bottom she had been wearing, skimming her knickers off at the same time. As she slipped them off, she eased her deck shoes off as well. In a slightly awkward,. Pleased, Dave smiles at his well trained wife. “ I think she is ready boys. Let's get her into position.”Releasing the rope from the wall Gemma is lowered back to her feet. The relief is almost overwhelming as the pressure in her shoulders melts away. Dave quickly removes the spreader bars between both sets of cuffs. He unfastens and gently pulls the ball gag from between Gemma's teeth. Gemma works her sore jaw a few times.“Get on your fucking knees.” Dave commands. Instantly Gemma sinks to her. She held his head tenderly to her breast before reaching down to his cock again. Bryony’s fingers on his cock made the agitation thrill like electricity in his thigh muscles. She was only holding him ready for her to come and press onto him but the nervous tension had become unbearable. He uttered a yelp of exhilaration as he felt her warm wet juicy muscles embrace his cock. He gave a series of muffled whines as she pressed down about him. Bryony made a long moan of satisfaction. He knew she.