"Please," I moan. "Take it off." He smirks at me and slides down my panties, crashing his tongue into my wet shaved pussy. He makes circles around it,...with his tongue and slid his tongue inside, penetrating me from there. I moan has he bites my clit softly, before sucking onto it. I run my hand through his hair has he continues to suck on my vagina.He pulls my legs up onto his shoulders and continues to lick and eat me out. I moan and put my hands against the wall, letting him do his job. I. I opened my eyes and he instantly kissed me again.“would you like to get in the Jacuzzi ?” he asked“Sure” I said “ But only after I have pleasured you for a bit, its only fair after what you did for me”.So he lay down on his front and I started massaging him. First his masculine muscled shoulders and upper back, then working my way down his spine and then up again over his side to gently caress and tickle him to provide pleasure as well. I then ran my hands down over his butt, each cheek. ” He undoes my legs, and slides my lacy black panties back on. “That should keep everything in. Can’t have my little slave removing my toys can i?” I moan into the gag and he reties my legs and leaves the room. I now am strapped down with no way of removing my torments, with no way of seeing or begging for release. Nearly an hour, for nearly an hour he leaves me like this. I scream into the gag for help, for anything. I am unable to think straight, desperate for a touch, aching for him. The. ’ Slowly, Willow pulled on her socks and sandals. Her body language had dejection written on every round-shouldered movement. Tom walked slower than before, picking an open path to ease the woman’s suffering. Danger seemed far behind them now, which allowed him to relax enough to wrap his brain around this enigma called Willow, or Cheyenne. Two basic facts became clear. First, despite whatever happened in her past, he could trust her. Second, he wanted to fuck her. What surprised him was how.