13 Chapter 13

“Oh, no Bethany, it’s too big,” I said, wanting it yet fearing it as well.

“We’ll see about that. You got any handcuffs?” Bethany asked Margaret.

“Sure do.” Margaret laughed wickedly.

“Flip her over and cuff her wrists to the bed.”

As the cuffs snapped onto my wrists, I turned my head and watched Bethany fall to her knees before Cynthia.

“Having fun over here, all by yourself?” she asked.

Cynthia giggled, licking her lips and pouting at her seductively. She opened and closed her legs, pushing up her pussy to Bethany, wanting Bethany to touch her.

“Juicy,” Bethany said after dipping in her fingers. “Very nice, very nice indeed.”