Stupidly, I had expected to be allowed to keep her clothing on during my tryst.
Hows that for naive?
Obviously, this wouldn happen.
I looked over my shoulder at Adam, confusion etching my features.
The annoyed look he gave me in return stopped my heart chat houses as readily as a chat houses solid chat houses blow to the chest.
"Bare her tits, fool!" He grabbed Edens gold lamé dress by the square-cut neck and heaved.
The expensive cloth split like rotted linen.
Eden chat houses didn even flinch.
Shed experienced this before, Id wager.
He continued pulling until the chat houses garment split to her navel.
He slipped the chat houses dress off of her shoulders, letting it settle into a golden puddle around her feet.
She wore a minuscule golden thong underneath, one that accentuated her shaved pussy and her puffy, flared open vaginal lips.
The rectangular fingers breadth of cloth gagged her second mouth, but didn obscure the cute blue-inked Winnie the Pooh tattoo she had upon her left front hip.
She liked Pooh-Bear!
How bad could she be?
Her tits possessed every quality mine didn .
Her small, firm breasts exuded perkiness, while my 46 DDs chat houses absolutely required the help of a bra or chat houses tight halter top to defy gravity.
Her extremely long, barbell-adorned nipples stood proudly upon her breasts.
Mine, even when fully excited, looked like olive stones.
I barely had any areolas to speak of, only slightly darker rings around my nipples which tended to goosebump when I got excited.
Edens breasts seemed almost all areola.
They easily spanned three inches across and shone chat houses pink like the inside of chat houses a conch chat houses shell.
They looked so different from mine, yet so attractive, I couldn help but stare.
Exactly the wrong thing to do, at least in Adams eyes.
"Holy shit, girl. What the fucks with you? Step aside." He approached us and took me by the hand, gently pulling me out chat houses of the way.
He motioned for me to sit on the chat houses divan.
I did so with relief.
In truth, my legs had turned gelatinous after hed ripped open Edens dress.
In his other hand he chat houses held a coil of black rope.
No, not rope.
It chat houses looked like a thick black elastic band.
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He chat houses saw my questioning look.
"Rubber tether. It works like cording, but it constricts when used." He bound Edens breasts with it, looping chat houses the tether three times around the first breast chat houses, then crisscrossing around the front and lacing up the opposite breast.
The tether bit deeply into her flesh.
He used locking metal thumb clips to cinch the ends of the tethers together behind her back.