Her breathing was coming faster and faster.She seemed to be gurgling, groaning in frustration and anguish.Pushing me down on the couch, she climbed on...top of me, and kissing mepassionately, she began to gyrate her pelvis against my hip bone. Herhips thrust against me, faster and faster. She rubbed her pubic areaagainst me, round and round, till finally she froze... arched her back...closed her eyes and gasped.After a blissful pause, she collapsed on top of me, breathing heavily.Finally she. We spoke formally for a few minutes, she seemed very friendly and before leaving I mentioned that she could call me if she needed any help, she gladly accepted my offer and I passed my number onto her and came home. As soon as I reached home, I started fantasizing about her, about running my fingers down her beautiful hair and kiss her soft lips and fuck her till the end of the world, but those urges had to wait till I was sure that I had a chance.The very next day in the morning (I work night. It shows off your little caged dick so nicely. The way yousurrounded the tiny thing, bound by that hard metal, with lots of lace,framed it with your stockings and garters, makes it look totallyprecious. Plus I really like how your soft, sensitive balls are rightout in front. In case you need some correction or motivation. I canalready imagine you on your knees, head between my legs, showing howmuch you appreciate me, that even a light pat or squeeze with my footwould be very painful. Yes, you. She moaned, her body shuddering with mythical pleasures. The Mermaid Goddess arched her back, lifted her gaze to the sky and bought her now juice-slicked fingers up to the sailor’s waiting, yearning prong. The Queen stroked and stroked for long minutes, up and down, her hand’s path made easier by the sheen of her own juice upon his stalk. As she pulled back and forth, her tight fingers scooped up the sticky drips of the sailor’s pre-cum as they oozed out from his burning red, cum-questing cock.