His tongue forced my lips apart and the tip sank slightly into my hole then up across my asshole before starting again at my clit and up thru my cunt ...urrow.The fact that Frank had not allowed me to finish and the stimulation from Jack tongue began to get to me. I felt my juices start to seep out and Jack licked harder. I needed to stop this but I found my body giving in and I pushed back to meet his mouth. I couldn't believe I was getting turned up by a dog.I was lost in the pleasure of his. My toys were due to arrive the next day, my birthday, but that wasn’t going to stop me having some fun. I opted to wear a bright pink swimming costume, one I hadn’t worn yet, and got rid of my other clothes. I tied rope around my ankles, securing them tight together. Then tying some rope around my right wrist I laid down on the bed on my stomach. I threw the quilt away and put my wrists as close to each other as I could, behind my back tying the rope around my left wrist. This left a gap about. If his dad or mom caught him skipping school, it would probable cost him a little hide, but it was a nice spring day and he didn’t really care. Like most fourteen year old boys he wasn’t interested in the future. Today is what he lived for. He rounded the bend around a thick brush patch two hundred yards from his spot. A faint mewling sound like a wounded cat attracted his attention. His senses were finely attuned to the normal sounds of the woods and this didn’t sound normal to him. His body. He walks over to the tent and stands there, staring intently at the vision of beauty in front of him. She looks like and angel; face soft and innocent. Her skin shimmers as she moans and moves in what appear to be erotic undulations. He is becoming aroused. He regains his composure and returns to the task at hand; preparing a breakfast fit for a king.As he is dishing up the food, he hears a sound that causes him to turn around. She is exiting the tent; gloriously silhouetted by the crimson.