Feeling his cock spurt jet after jet of his cream into me. My pussy twitches imagining him making love to me. My mind is a swirl of emotions. My nippl...s throb. I have a mad desire to see his cock slip out of me, and I want his cock in my mouth. I want to suck his slippery cock. To taste us. I want to let him know there is a new me. ‘Honey, I want to make love to you so badly. I wish you were here. I am feeling so horny. I want to fuck you, and make you cum inside me, and then suck you.’ ‘I want. Oh, it felt so good. His tongue was licking and sucking my clit, adding to my wetness. Then he moved his tongue over my hole and started licking away, pushing it in and out making my moans grow louder. He kept licking away until I finally convulsed. He licked away once more then stood up and kissed me hard on my lips. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled away to take of his shirt. For years I’ve wanted to see his body. He looked so good with a top on and his arms… oh his arms. So seeing it. She still lay on the bunk with her knees in the air offering relief from the tight restriction of her handcuffs and leg-irons. I decided to leave her there and explore the house. I closed the gate to the cells behind me and headed upstairs to the second floor and the spare room where Jennifer obviously kept her goodies. Along one wall was a sliding wardrobe and inside there was a massive array of wool dresses, sweater-dresses, sweaters and catsuits. Some made of thick wool, mohair and cashmere.. I felt my knees go to jelly when she drew in my right nipple to her mouth. Her tongue swirled around, and she nibbled, while her other hand aggressively groped my left breast. When she switched nipples, she pinched them both and I had to lie on the bench. She suckled on my breasts, until I was moaning. I felt my fluids running out and down my ass. Her fingers had been exploring my nether folds, and when she inserted one finger inside I arched my hips, trying to drive her finger into a rhythm..