“Take it off,” he growled. I nervously unbuttoned my shirt and lightly tossed it on the floor. He stepped toward me, not quite pressing against me...but close enough that I could feel his warmth and smell his deep cologne. “Your bra.” On command, I removed it and stood there topless. He smiled. Suddenly his hands grabbed me and pulled me against him. He was wet and cold from the rain, causing shivers down my spine and my nipples to harden. He brushed a hand through my long black hair and lifted. I slipped a finger into her welcoming pussy and stroked deep inside her, sensing her arousal, controlled and growing. She made soft pleasure noises which grew in volume as I worked lips, tongue and finger and, like me, the finger that entered her bottom at the moment I judged her to nearing the edge worked a little magic and she almost lifted off the bed as she came with a stifled scream. In the morning I got up early and made tea for us both which I took back to bed. We sat side by side and. She could see that they hurt a bit,but not enough to get her sympathy.So for the rest of the day he moved to the tinkle of those little bells.She could always hear where he was and from time to time would play withhis breasts, or goose him from behind whilst feeling his swelling infront. Sometimes he was blushing with embarrassment, other times pantingwith arousal though he knew he could not be satisfied.The next day his penis stayed captured by that steel wire. She haddispensed with the cat. She leaned forward to rub her nipples in his thick chest hair. When she was like that I could see how his cock was pushing her pussy lips away from each other. She leaned forward drawing his cock out and her thin inner lips held tightly around his vein covered cock. I heard a moan come for her and I looked over to see she was watching closely. She rode his dick for a full thirty minutes and then she collapsed on his chest. I asked did he cum inside you ? She said yes. On the TV I watched her.