I was on my knees on the floor, with light knee pads protecting me. Clit massager was already sending small waves of pleasure and gag kept my mouth wi...e open. Timer was set to 30 minutes and counting. I admit to hesitate for few seconds but then I went for it and I saw how the final handcuff was now fixed around my right wrist. I couldn’t help myself and struggle a little bit but the only thing I managed to do was to fix handcuffs on my hands little harder. There I was, naked, hot, wet,. We got off the bed and had a couple of glasses of wine. Paula got something from her handbag and asked if I had ever done d**gs. I replied only some dope several years ago. "You are in for a treat then" she said and proceeded to pour a line of blow onto Simon's still hard cock. She went down on him and licked the whole line by swallowing his entire cock length, "Your turn" she said poring a new line for me. I tried to deep throat Simon's cock as Paula had done but only managed about a third of. But it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered except the way she felt in his arms. He initiated her to the sexual act right there on the stone bench. Just thinking about it sent heat pouring through her and she remembered the way he had crushed his lips against hers to stifle her keening cries of release. She remembered the way she had felt, his seed inside her, trembling with the splendorous affect of her climax. Then she remembered the shame that she had felt, the guilt over what she had done. She. The realization dawns on me – I don’t just want my moonlight lover’s pussy… I want all of her. Her body becomes tense when I slide my fingers down this secret valley, hovering tantalizingly over her asshole before continuing their passage downwards. She is soaking wet to my touch, and when I press lightly against the opening of her pussy, I feel her drawing my fingers inside with astonishing strength. I need no further invitation. Renewing the momentum of my tongue against her clit, I thrust my.