As I was kissing her on her neck, with every kiss, she was moaning lightly and saying “Ohhhhhhhhhh doccccccc, mmmmmmmmmmmmm, yessss, plzzzzz don’t...stop. U r making me soooooo wettttt doc” She took my one hand from breast and put it on her wet pussy over her trouser and her one hand was caressing my already hard dick trying to escape my pants. And her other hand on the back of my head wandering through my hair as I was kissing and licking her neck. I unhooked her bra and removed it thereby. I folded the rope upon itself, and used it as a maeshift flogger. I said, to her, "How many strokes should I give you, slave?" "As many as you wish sir." She replied. "Fifty", I queriied. "a hundred" Trying to see if she was serious. Her breat was getting faster, and deeper, and she was trying to squirm as best she could, in her restricted state, looking at me with smouldering eyes. I just started to whip her tits, and lost count somewhere around eighty-five or so, before I couldn't take it any. No, she was definitely still into this, he told himself. He moved his hand upwards, and wrapped his hands around the waistband of her panties. He tugged them downwards on her thighs.There wouldn't be much foreplay tonight. He let go of her neck. She remained in the position. With her skirt now bunched up at her waist, and her ass just barely visible in the darkness of the room, Tyke found her irresistible. He wrenched one of her arms from her side and twisted it behind her back to keep her in. Nat then let out a moan and soft sigh as i kneaded and rubbed 2 fingers on either side of her swelling,moist pussy lips.She turned around and took of her underware,i attempted to admire the sight before me,but she said" watch the mirror".I watched her ass as she removed my jeans and briefs releasing my raging erection from confinement.She plunged forward and her tits hit the mattress as she swollowed me deep down to her tonsils,the room spun as her talented wet mouth worked me,while i watched.