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Jay came up behind her and played with her pussy as she did. Despite the fucked up situation her body started to respond, and by the time she finished...she was quite wet down there.Jay ordered her into her room and onto her bed. Then he proceeded to pull out a roll of duct tape."Jay..." Leslie warned."SHUT UP!" Jay yelled, and she did. The first strip went over her mouth and she knew better than to try to remove it. The next long strip rolled around one wrist several times and then he attached. They would fuck furiously, until Steven blasted his sperm inside of Ellen.They would lie together, Steven’s cock still inside of her, gently twitching as they professed their love for each other. Then, Ellen would roll him off of her, on to his back. She would crawl down between his legs and lick their combined juices off of him, and gently coax his cock back to erection.Ellen would suck his cock, letting it rest on her tongue as she slowly took more of it deeper into her mouth, until it rested. In the center of the stage stood my wife and she stood as though she were a manikin. She was wearing high heels, a garter and nothing else. Her legs were slightly spread, and she was standing very erect and still. It’s then that I noticed the shiny pole sticking up from the chrome disc that acted as a base. My wife’s high heeled feet were standing on the chrome base. The pole extended straight-up from the base and disappeared up between her legs. My wife’s hands were extended out, palms up and. When I saw him I thought that he was going to tell us to go away but he didn’t. It was like he was expecting us because he ushered us to a table that was big enough for the 5 of us and he pulled out the chairs for each of us girls.By then just about everyone in the restaurant was looking at us and I for one felt good. I wondered what Wren was thinking and guessed that she was nervous and embarrassed. By the looks on Abigail’s and Mandy’s face I guessed that they too were feeling good, and.
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