..over and over. My hands were holding his head as I was trying to breath.. He moved, kissing from my breasts,down my stomach to the waistband of my p...nts. He slid them down as he kissed my belly. Brian slid his hands up the inside of my legs, his hands grazing across my panties as he moved his hands to the outside of my thighs. I loved his hands grabbing my thighs, pulling my hips closer to him. I pushed him back stopping him. He kissed my hard on the mouth as he stood up, as he was bent over. He thought about how he felt when he saw more and more and even more of her upper body. His heartbeat rose. He thought about how he felt when he saw her fluffy and jubilant looking cleavage. His eyes closed. He pictured his hands on her breasts. He smiled as he felt them on that plush layer of velvet like flesh, or so he thought. When he felt it, her breasts, he noticed something else. “Oh shit” he said as he noticed himself becoming slightly aroused suddenly. He looked around. Nope, nobody. She took her every day clothes off and changed into her long night dress, it was white and vintage style like most of her clothes. She grabbed the book and knelt by the side of her bed and opened it looking through the pages. the illustrations were wonderfully presented and the photos were erotic and in some cases very pornographic and explicit. Miranda came across some pictures of Bondage females tied in different ways, some were hogtied some were hanging by their wrist , one lady in. I slid one finger between my lips and begin to explore. I slip my finger in and lube it with the wetness of my pussy. I touch my clit with my middle finger, slowly rubbing in a circular motion, a soft moan building in my chest, my back slowly arching. it felt so good yet so bad at the same time, which only increased my passion even more. Licking my lips, I could feel myself on the verge of a mind-numbing orgasm. As I climaxed, I felt like an erupting volcano spewing lava. I was in pure heaven,.