He wouldn’t break eye contact for anything. He flexed his bottom, then relaxed it, and I had to suppress another groan. “I can’t be the best if...I can’t write all kinds,” I said stubbornly. He wasn’t listening, and I wasn’t expecting him to. He reached up and touched my face. “You want to beat her boy-boy stuff, you have to have inspiration.” My left hand had slipped off the desk and gotten onto his thigh. He was warm through the cotton of the pajamas. My right was on his waist. I’d wanted to. "Jasper! Please! You can't do anything wrong, please don't make me wait any longer." "Okay, if it doesn't feel good, I'm sorry," he says before sucking my clitoris into his mouth. "Oh god!!!" I scream, pushing my hips up. He licks and sucks my clitoris, then begins to finger me with his inexperienced fingers. The tension of my sexual pleasure rises with each thrust of his fingers, and each lick of his tongue. "You taste so good, Amy!" he exclaims, before sucking on my clitoris again. I moan. Growling she pushed my hips down. Quickly grabbing my feet she reached over to the bedposts on the end of the bed and quickly attached my feet. Now I couldn't move any of my limbs and could only barely wiggle.She stood up on the bed. Giving me a perfect view of her shaved pussy and giving her a perfect view of me tied up."Good." She smacked my cheek lightly then hopped off the bed rummaging through the drawers that sat to the left."Ash I'm..." Don't fucking say anything!" She interrupted. She. You do so your cock now standing tall and proud and throbbing. I reach out and take the can of whipped cream and squirt a trail down your torso around the base of your cock and down each leg, I then arrange the strawberries now dipped in wine along the cream. I begin at your feet licking, sucking eating my way up each leg one at a time, I then move to your torso again licking, sucking eating paying special attention to each nipple circling them sucking them hard into my mouth feeling the tiny.