Her neck turns red and I know that she is having a powerful orgasm and my hand is wet with her cum. After she settled down a little she put the arm re...t up a settled in close to me and covered me with the blanket. Then I felt her hand go down and unzip my pants. By now after getting her off and her hand in my lap, I have a raging hard on. She reaches in and carefully pulls me out. It is good I am wearing boxers and not briefs. She slowly starts to masturbate me gradually increasing speed and. Kianna was mesmerized by the slow and sexy lilt of Tom's voice. It was hypnotic and so sexy. She did exactly as he directed. It was like she was in a trance, but she was aware of everything. "Okay, mmm it feels good. Can I touch my nipple? It is getting hard." No. Only when I tell you to. Squeeze your breast now." Tom was excited but tried to control his voice."Uhhhh, that feels really good." Kianna was squeezing her breast. She longed to tug on her nipple but she waited for Tom's. You moan. His caress becomes a bit stronger and faster. Oh please! Let him under those pants and touch you! You dance for him like a past time sex slave would do, forgetting all prudishness. This very long cock obseses you. Pleasure grows fast. You moan harder, almost shout now. At last, his fingers pass under the lace and touch your lips, clit and directly fills your jucy vagina! You shout suddenly and feel all your body shocked. You take his cock strongly, and holds it in your hands. A second. ------Hours later, I surveyed my work: The St. Andrew's cross had been coarsly sanded, the leather shackles inspected and oiled to retain their suppleness. Long ago, I'd attached the whole cross to a frame, all the better to pivot my specimen to my liking. I gave it a whirl and it glided smoothly about, reminding me of a gyroscope.Everything was perfect, except for my outfit. I hardly felt ready to utilize my strong body while wearing cutoff shorts and a white crop top. So, into my fetish.