Her hand slid up the inside of my thigh and cupped my sex with our new found familiarity. Her knees brushed the side of the bed and she found herself directed, like some puppet, until she was kneeling on the bed, facing it's foot, her hands still bound behind her, her eyes still robbed of sight, her nipples now throbbing madly with each beat of blood through the sensitive tissures, and the four trecherous monsters vibrating inside her. I tried to read something from her expression that would tell me that she was feeling different too. Each one stretching her, making her gasp and moan with the sensation of filling, each one pushing the one inside her before it even deeper, until she felt herself full to bursting. The chlorine in the pool was really strong. Her senses were alert to another prescense. It was summer and the square top was cut low for comfort in the July heat. I know Sex Shop. I nuzzled her, pressing my nose to the cup of her fragrance and she lowered her belly to cover my mouth. La Princesa.