Sara had obviously enjoyed her experience and seemed almost overly excited about there being any possibility for more. The heat from her pussy was on my cock which throbbed to her touch. A rope brushed against my back as Sara tied Rachel’s ankles. She must have located my prostate. Time was moving on and I certainly needed a shower before I could go anywhere. “If you want to take the reins again you can, once we’ve re-fueled.”
We both tucked into the pizzas and chatted about more mundane things as we ate. I’ll come clean” said Rachel “While we were picking out undies, I told Rachel I had you in a cock cage. “I’m good. I can’t even describe the mix of emotions I’m feeling right now, but they’re all good.” She smiled again, a big beaming smile. Sara went behind the chair reached around and took hold of my hands, pulling them behind me. The stinging faded and became a glow which spread across both of my buttocks. She took hold of my scrotum with her left hand and, encircling the base, pulled slowly but firmly towards herself. Rachel must have shaved her landing strip off. Sara just stood there milking my cock. The pleasure of her touch was almost painful, but not quite.
