“You look a bit of a mess if you don’t mind me saying so, what have you been up to?”
Needless to say he’d not thought of checking his attire before entering the house. Neither of the girls could understand as to Margaret’s actions, what girl would miss the tenderness of hot cum being pumped up her, what a waste they’d considered? Gradually they lowered Margaret’s slim frame until they got the okay. They’d left him in a high chair almost like a stool with his hands tied to it; there was no way he could move an inch. He never even had a wank; this was completely new to him, and very pleasurable, he’d never known his cock to become stiff as it was now, even though it happened at least twice a night when he was sleeping. Any other girl would have held herself, feeling the flow of cum as it pumped into her.
