The shoe lace sure wasn't a rope, but it was long enough and strong enough to bind her wrists together. Steve had to pull it very tight to make it work, the string biting into Cassie's wrists.<br/><br/>As Steve dropped his trousers, the pizza girl began to shake her head violently. "No, no, please!" she begged. She turned her head away from Steve's cock, her face toward the couch.<br/><br/>The tv flashed mutely in the background, the room suddenly much more quiet with the sound off. You can hear Jess' finger moving wetly in the girl's pussy.