And she was confused as she thought I left her after reaching so far but without making her cum.She screamed loud and just when she did I placed my li...s on hers to assure that I am right there and we kissed for a while and she again begged me to open her eyes at least. I didn’t listen.I went down again and applied what I brought. A feather, on her cunt.I just put the feather over her cunt and rubbed it. She went so made that the whole bed was vibrating and just when she went mad, I took an ice. “You have done very well today, wearing these the entire day Emma. I am proud of you.”Emma blushes with the praise.Donald lowers her on the bed and begins to massage her breasts and clit to calm them some. Emma just sighs and whimpers at his gentle touch. Her juices flow and Donald uses them to rub first against her clit but then brings some to rub over each nipple.After several minutes of this, he stops. Emma looks at Donald a little questioningly. He just smiles. Donald opens the box with. My hands sweated around the sandwiches.She must have been having me on, I thought. She was probably peering out of some window at me right now, giggling with her friend Pam. No! I wouldn't make a fool of myself like this, I'd go back in.I turned towards the door and no sooner had I done so than it opened. It was Liz, sandwiches in hand, smiling as ever. "Hi!" she said "Sorry to keep you; I just had to have a pee before we left"."Well, where shall we go?" I ventured "Do you know a good place. Her panties were little cotton bikinis, vertically striped with juicy fruit colors. She heard him breathe in deeply, which made her think of Deke, and then his tongue started lapping at her through the cloth. Her legs parted and her ass clenched, thrusting her her moist mound against Art’s mouth. Her hands were on his shoulders, holding on for dear life as his tongue worked the cloth of her underwear into her groove. Art leaned back quickly, and he tugged and pulled to get his pants open. His.