An unusual touch was the pair of handcuffs hanging from a hook in the roof on the far side.
He saw a corresponding pair of cuffs on the other side as he climbed in.
Anne got in first, so when lesbian sex gallery he climbed in, he was flanked by the two girls and facing Sian and Carole.
“Well, that’s the conventions of decency taken care of,” Sian said, without preamble as soon as the door had closed.
Jim hesitated only a second, then started unbuttoning his shirt.
Even though he knew that nobody could see into the back of the limo, he still felt very exposed.
The car was already lesbian sex gallery driving off lesbian sex gallery and lesbian sex gallery people were staring at it curiously, as it passed them.
It didn’t take much imagination to believe that they were staring straight at him as he stripped out of his clothes.
Carole took his short from him and shoved it into a bag, then waited while he unbuttoned his jeans and slipped them off.
It took no time at all until he was left wearing nothing barring the chastity belt.
Sian leaned forward and took the padlock in the palm of her hand for a moment.
“Well done,” she said.
“I was sure he was going to weaken last night,” Anne told her enthusiastically.
Jim looked at Sian hopefully.
“Yes, please. I’d like that.” He tried not to sound too eager.
Sian let go of the padlock and sat back.
She looked out the window and seemed to be thinking.
Jim wondered if she hadn’t made up her mind yet.
They were in the middle of town now, he noticed – he felt even more exposed than before.
“Some questions first,” Sian said eventually.
Jim was shocked at the lesbian sex gallery question.
“Uh… um… twice a day… usually,” he lesbian sex gallery finally managed to stammer.