She had C-cup tits, and her nipples were small, and a perfect pink, with a little barbell through each. It was a glorious sight to see. Alright, but ... get a little mean when I get into this, I warned, giving her one last chance to say no. I understand baby, she said and got on the bed. I went to the table behind me and pulled out four pairs of handcuffs and a ballgag. Her eyes widened but she said nothing, and I fastened the ballgag made of perfect material: squishy so she wouldnt break her. He grinned back at her, reached down and picked her up out of the tub. She ran her fingers through his hair…was it thicker than it had been before? Nah, must just be her imagination working overtime tonight. She had heard the full moon played tricks on the mind, it must be true because she could swear that his body was more muscular and his hands griped more firmly than last night. His grunts were more animalistic to her ears, which turned her on like never before. She was shocked to discover. She was now pulling the chain in & out of her shirt into her teeth, still making slow movements of her body, pressing her boobs to my forearm. Now her head was almost like resting on my shoulder, a point thru which I could see all her boobs, I could feel her soft ass touching my thighs & the heat of her lions. This was getting more excited, both of us, quietly relishing the act of intimacy & eroticism. This went on for a few minutes, during which I occasionally pressed her boobs with my. “That’s good but if you are going to give me a blow job you need to work it.” “What should I do, daddy?” “Grab the shaft of my cock with your hand.” “Like this?” She grabbed my dick like she was holding onto a mic and started to squeeze. “Not so hard Nora.” “Sorry.” She loosened her grip and started to stroke my cock up and down. “That’s good. Now open your mouth and put it inside. Suck on it and use your tongue.” She began to follow my instructions. She was tentative at first but soon she was.