You call it Pandora’s Box. In it are various toys, along with a large collection of colorful scarves (your lingerie is in the drawer just below it)....I have used two of these scarves to tie your hands to the bedposts. I have used my tie I wore to the gala to blindfold you.I am naked. You are still fully dressed, but for your shoes. I run my cock along your outstretched arms after I bind you, then press it against the soft skin of your face: your cheeks, your forehead, your closed eyes as they. After two or three minutes of her hopping up and down on my shaft, she climaxed. It was a long, hard one from her moans. A minute or so later I had mine.We were soon cuddling again. After two to three minutes, she was running her hand up and down my body and playing with my nipples. Hmm, I thought she really is horny. Twice wasn't nearly enough.After a little rest she leaned in and started sucking on me again. This time she started on my nipples and after a minute she moved downward. Faster. This sent a thrill through her.Thrill after thrill followed, culminating in a climax.“Darling girl,” George said, “darling Sylvia.” She couldn’t answer right then, but she thought he was a darling, too.As she relaxed and tried to catch her breath, George was kissing her face without blocking her breathing. His hand, however, remained within her.Soon, indeed, he had two fingers inside. They kept moving in and out in imitation of his prick. Which she needed right then. She felt another climax. She moves both her hands fast trying to catch it but unfortunately doing so leaves her unprotected once again. The clock flies down straight into her already aching womanhood. The vibrations from the clock hardly makes her genitals feel any better. She turns the clock off and pushes it away trying to stand up while massaging herself.She removes her panties exposing her shaved vagina and checks to make sure it's fine. Her lips are slightly more red than usual but other than that it seems fine..