I began to rub her throbbing clit and play with her swollen pussy lips. I knew that licking and sucking on her tits while I played with her pussy woul... bring her quickly to the end of her mind!I couldn't have been more right. It was only a couple of minutes before she was squirming and struggling in my arms, my fingers driving her to distraction."Oh Bobby, please! Oh, you're making me crazy! Oh, please, please make me cum, Bobby! Please, I can't stand your teasing! Please, Bobby, please! Oh. Then he took her hand, again intertwining his long fingers with hers and led her outside. Ciara bounded ahead of them and running around the backyard. Mark led her to a small barn-like structure that she had seen out his bedroom window before. It was impossible to tell in the moon-light, but she knew it to be red with white trim. ‘I have a workroom out here.’ Mark slid to the door to the side, letting go of her hand to open the heavy barn door. He leaned around the wall and flipped on the. For a few minutes he simply watched her work out the limits of her confinement. He resisted the urge to unzip his fly and force her head down onto him right there and then. There would be plenty of time for that later, he reminded himself. Instead, he just watched as she felt the padlocks, the chain, the ring; as she walked a few steps forward, pulling the chain tight, working out the perimeter of her semicircle. The chain only permitted her to move a short distance, barely a quarter of the. Ideally, she would have liked to do a small test ritual with Quinn alone, but there wasn’t time before morning. Also, she wasn’t sure how to bring that idea up with Jack. The invitation of ‘help me with a ritual from the relative privacy of your own tent’ was an easier sell than ‘hey, I have an idea for a orgy ritual, but we might all explode, so first I need to voyeuristically drain your green boyfriend of his energy while he jerks off?’”That was why she’d gone overboard with the.