Her hands come free - eventually

Jasmin continued to grind the fabric at her wrists across the shelf, each movement sending fresh waves of pleasure through her body as her clit seemed to find Megan's with almost every movement.

Within a minute or two, both girls were panting for breath, their naked bodies covered in a sheen of sweat causing them to both slip and stick to each other somehow at the same time.

After two minutes, Jasmin could feel the fabric finally starting to loosen, but she couldn't even look at Megan. Half an hour ago they hadn't even known each other and now, she was on the verge of orgasm grinding against her.

The wet, sucking sounds each movement made left it undeniable that both of them were aroused by the movements, their thighs and the floor beneath them soaked with their combined juices.

Another little moan escaped Megan's lips and the sound was almost enough to push Jasmin over the edge, but she bit her lip, trying to fight the building orgasm, not wanting to embarrass herself further.

Suddenly she felt the fabric come away, her hands no longer bound, although Megan's hands were still tied behind Jasmin's back, and her sweaty body practically ached for release.