You gasped, bit your lip so as not to cry out.The latex snapped, the cold air raced towards the heated flesh, dripping with juice and giving off that ...roma that says fuck me now.There was no stopping you now, writhing about on the bed, testing the cord, could you break it. Red lines appeared on your wrists as the nylon bit into the flesh.There was only one thing to do, I had promised you a reward so a reward you must have.I reached into my pocket and pulled out two items, the first was a smal. “Are you ready?”“Baby, I’ve been craving this for so long!” You exclaimed.I smiled up at you and gave my lips a quick lick. Your perfectly shaven pussy looked so delicious. I dove head first, wasting no time; I was an eager beaver to say the least. And I was not disappointed. As my tongue made contact with your slit, I was immediately overwhelmed with the scent and taste of your sweet young nectar. It tasted like pure milk and honey; I couldn’t get enough. My tongue lapped at you like a dog. But I did noticethat she brought back way more money than the rest of us. And shelooked pleased with herself each morning when we met for coffee. So I figure she did OK. The Protestant work ethic I suppose -- shemust've really hustled. She still goes out now and then locally when she and Ziggy needmoney for a date. Got him to agree to let her, and now she's eventrying to get him to come watch. 'It'll be good for him,' shesays. 'Then he won't feel so possessive about me. And if it. “You are amazing.”Joy placed her hand on to Angie’s hand and held her hand in place, as Angie toyed with Joy’s clit.“Do you think you could do the same for me?” Angie asked.“Do you want me to?” Joy replied. “I’ve never done anything like this with another woman.”“Very much so,” Angie replied. “You are incredibly sexy. I can tell you what works best and what I like.”I had never seen my wife get so turned on before. It was unlike anything I had ever witnessed.Angie slipped out of her sports bra.