“Oh God. What are you doing to me?” I tried to close my legs against the pleasure but found Mick’s shoulders holding my thighs apart. With my ha...ds cuffed, there was no way to stop him. “Please, Mick. Stop it. Don’t make me…” It was too late. I became mindless as the tip of Mick’s tongue circled my exposed clitoris; my handcuffed body writhing like a stranded eel across the slippery surface of Mick’s desk. I became a prisoner of pleasure as Mick’s merciless tongue dragged maddening waves of. It was a good thing that it was dark and that she had remained on the other side of the screen door, otherwise he would most certainly have been caught with his head where it had no business to be.Before his mother stepped on the veranda, he helped Anna pull her panties back as she even got up on her own as if she understood the urgency of the situation.He then sat back in the dark as he watched her enter the house with his mother, he was still terribly exited and his very rigid cock was proof. I knew what he wanted from me so I wiggled my ass invitingly abegged him to fuck me like a good little whore. I felt the head press up against my waiting hole and he started to push it in. Even with the desensitizing cream and having been stretched by the vibrator and his fingers it was a tight fit and the pain was pretty intense he paused for a moment with just a few inches inside me to let me get used to his girth. Then slowly and inexorably he began working it deeper inside me with slow back. The gesture seemed strangely cute and innocent coming from someone dressed as she was. Kevin felt his arousal intensify as he remembered the fun loving woman underneath the costume. He'd fantasised about her many times, but it had never occurred to him that she was even attainable, let alone harbouring desires that made his own seem tame by comparison.Kevin could smell the faint scent of her arousal. He felt relieved, assured that she really did still want to go ahead with their plan. His.