Knock at the door

Soon after Claire left there came a knock and I opened the door.

Facing me there was one of her best friends, Jeremy.

Jeremy was tall but lean with dark hair and eyes. He grinned, and was still wearing his soccer jersey - he must have come from practice.

I motioned him to silence and he nodded and grinned as he looked past me.

Aeeing Emily bound with her ass upraised, held with iron and her face forced forward (and coated with a heavy load of Cum I might add) seemed to really get Jeremy going.

As he was walking forward his grin got even wider as he saw the felt marker’s letters on her face.

He moved around behind her and frowned at the height.

I reached for the crank that would raise or lower the platform..

There was an unzipping sound, then a smack against her ass.