Jane’s nipples were fully erect now and she was sure there was some moisture gathering in her own panties. She was already breathing hard and would have worried about being heard if Chrissy weren’t breathing so much harder.
She moved to stand by Chrissy’s hip, facing Peter across her.
Peter was staring at Jane with total concentration, his eyes bright, trying to breathe quietly through his mouth. She could see that the erection pressing against his zipper was now huge. Amateur porn When Peter had finished tying her ankles he stood up and walked to the other end of the sawhorse. He picked up two more pieces of rope, then took Chrissy’s gloved hands in his own, and slowly began drawing her forward and down.
Chrissy gasped, “Oh!”, but otherwise remained silent as he drew her down until her chest was resting on the blanket, her breasts hanging down on either side of the crossbar. Peter quickly knelt and secured her wrists to the sawhorse’s remaining legs. Oh god, thought Jane, looking at Chrissy’s terrified face…the shiny blue mask…the silly little hat…
