I told her that I wanted to taste that gorgeous well trimmed Pussy of hers and she laid down on the bed and spread those thick thighs as wide as she c...uld get them. I dove in and licked her clit and nibbled on it and every time I hit that spot she would moan and groan like I was driving her crazy. While I was eating her out I stuck a finger in her wet cunt and started woking it in and out , she told me she needed more and said use 2 or 3 fingers. As soon as I got the 3rd finfer in she left out. Her body was on fire, her heart racing, she was having difficulty even breathing without gasping for her breath and yet it all felt so wonderful. She moved her hips to allow his hand better access, and subconsciously began to roll her hips upward to meet his finger as he returned it to her depths. She could only imagine what really making love would feel like, but for that, she knew, she would wait for her wedding night. She had made herself that promise after seeing the difficulties that her. " Yes I love him." And what does Tony say about it?" Her Mother asked waspishly."We haven't really told him yet. "Sarah replied, as she stuffed some more toast in her mouth."We can't get either Tony or Anne-Marie on the phone. But we think they will both be happy about it." I am absolutely ashamed of the pair of you. If only your father were still alive. He would be absolutely disgusted with you both. You have both treated that poor boy shamelessly."It was later that morning, as Tony was. Another turn of the winch had her screaming. Alley was a soprano, and the agony brought out all the subtleties of her lovely voice. I stepped back to enjoy her screams, and to admire her suffering body.Impossibly, being stretched on the rack had made her even more beautiful. Every muscle in her was tight, tense, ready. Her stretched, tortured body had a deeply sexual energy to it. Best of all, the stretching action forced her to display her breasts in the most incredible way. The wooden surface.