Belinda suffered no such inhibitions. She knew what she was, what she wanted and how to enjoy it. While Donna sat on the pillows, her back to the head...oard and legs spread wide, her lover French kissed and finger fucked her juicy pussy at the same time. She even inserted a wet finger in her ass and thrust it gently up and down her tight rear tunnel, arousing erotic sensations Donna had never before experienced. When it was her turn to pleasure Belinda, she did so with utter enthusiasm and total. She kisses his legs as she goes down. As she comes back up she can see his rock hard cock in front of her. She avoids it. She kisses around it and his legs. Even licks around the base of his cock. She can feel the tension in him growing. She moves her body back up his and she can see the disappointment in his eyes. She stands above him and slowly and seductively removes her pants. Looking down at him the whole time. She lowers herself onto his face so that he can taste her wetness however. Luckily it's dark or the person would see the wetness dripping down onto the sheets. They play with my hair for a few minutes more then try to turn over and realized I'm bound on a bed by my hands and feet and suddenly realize what may happen so I start to plead and beg with the person to no avail. I feel the person move back and I get scared thinking they will leave me here alone. But suddenly they are back and I feel something pressed against my pussy. I start to fight but the person grabs my. She picked up her toothbrush and brushed her teeth and then gargled some mouthwash. Soon she hoped to be gargling hot cum. Once she had dried off, she dressed. A very tight pair of jeans, no knickers, a tight t-shirt, and no bra. The pussy balls lay on the dressing table, glisteninmg with her juices. She was soaking wet, ready to accept the thick cock she knew would be waiting for her. She smiled. Her phone beeped. She picked it up. A text message. She opened it. "I'm ready and waiting. Cock.