His fingers quickly found her clit, and began work on it straight away. She convulsed with the sudden pleasure and his hand was washed by a wave a pus...y juice. He pulled his hand out and licked it, the sight of his moist hand sending her closer to orgasm. His hand thrust deep inside of her, opening her up for cock. He needed to taste her pussy fresh so he ducked and used his tongue to fill her cavity. She moaned and covered his face. He lapped up any of her sweet juices constantly driving. In the past, when she has come over, it has always been near the end of my bondage before the time runs out. Then she gets the key and keeps me that way as long as she wants. In the meantime, I have no way of knowing if she is coming or not. Every sound sets me on edge and keeps my senses sharp. She made her choices clear. She wanted me to wear my short black lycra miniskirt, a red sleeveless blouse with Suntan pantyhose and nothing else underneath and my bright red patent-leather high-heels. "I think I tore my quad or something." I said. "Let me see" She said softly. I let go of my leg and straightened it out on the floor. Mrs. Roberts squated down next to me. She ran her finger tips slowly up my leg starting at my calve, and ending at my quad. Her touch sent electric pulses radiating through my entire body. She pulled my shorts back exposing an unnecessary amount of my flesh. Her hand brushed against my crotch as she was pulling them up. She began squeezing different parts of my. As the dinner progressed we slowly removed all our outer clothes until it got to the point where the next food to fall would mean the guilty party would have to show their most private parts.It was just a matter of time until someone came up with an empty fork. Paula was the lucky winner. She stood up and hooked her thumbs into the sides of her Ivory-coloured thong. A healthy wet spot had developed between her legs. As she slid them down her legs the crotch seemed to be glued to her pussy. As.