Cheryl reached down and fumbled at her waist, then rose. She came up without the big dildo, having detached it from her crotch and left it buried to the hilt in Fred’s violated asshole. Andi at last climbed off his face, but she seemed to like having an enormous p***s sticking out of her pubis far too much to remove her own dildo. Leaving it firmly in place, she moved smartly to one of his tied-off wrists. All four sisters took one of his tight-bound limbs and immediately started picking at the knots. Leaving the scarves tied to his wrists and ankles, they soon freed the other ends from the four bedposts.
Fred briefly considered struggling; trying to take advantage of the transition and escape, but soon he abandoned the idea. He was too damn sore and debilitated to try to run or fight, e
