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Most of what she had was filthy and Brad had thrown away most of her stuff. So she was able to put on one of his shirts which just hung on her. As well as a pair of cut off daisy dukes. She looked cute. Mike, Eric and Cindy arrived and they all had a few beers. Annie was getting a little drunk and had unbuttoned her shirt a little. As they were all sitting around talking Brad left the room. Soon her returned with the heroin. He sat next to Annie and she rolled up her shirt sleeve and continued to talk.Mike, Eric and Cindy knew where this was going and they were getting excited. Annie just assumed everyone was going to get high. She didn't know that she was the only one.The moment she nodded off Brad had her naked and displayed. He pulled out his dick and opened Annies mouth. Then he slid his cock into her throat. Annie didn't move. So he continued to throat fuck her until Eric asked for a turn.He was already standing there naked with a $100 bill in his hand. Brad took. Pulling out, he grabbed her leg and flipped her over onto her back, leaving her front open to his ravishing intent. He saw her eyes half opened and a smile on her lips; he knew she was enjoying him enjoying her. Putting her ankles under his arms, he grabbed her hips and started caressing her thighs as he gazed over her body. She held her arms back behind her head, and was cooing softly at his touch. Her breasts were uncovered and he smiled to see them. Her chest rose and fell with her breathing. Not sure of how long his eyes were transfixed on this beautiful sight, he finally broke away to gazed on his wife's beautiful legs, smooth, held back and out of the way, ankles almost on level with her ass. She was poised perfectly for him to fuck her; she seemed to know it, and he definitely knew it. Seeing her legs so gorgeously framing her gaping pussy, almost asking him to fuck it with his raging cock, made him crazy with desire and he knew he couldn't keep from cumming.
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Or did it. I sat silently, confused when I was asked."Do you want us to keep you tied up?"This was Alex, it sounded to me like he wanted it to be yes. I wondered at that, what was the reason for him. And Jennifer too. She had to have been the one playing with my tits. What kind of sick game was this? And what did it say about me. It was going to be hard to admit that I did like this, but something said that I should stop it now. Because it wasn't right. It was humiliating to me to admit that I liked being dressed up, that is why I hid it for so long, this was an accident. And now, it seemed I liked to be tied up and fondled as well. I stammered and couldn't answer.After many minutes of humiliating silence, as I knew they were staring at me, probably laughing at my sick little desires, Jennifer said. "Well, it doesn't really matter what you want. We can keep you tied as long as we want."It was true."Or not. But you really don't have much choice right now."Clearly Jennifer was in firm.

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