Pumping my tongue in and out of your soaking, sticky pussy, frigging your clit fast and hard, deciding I need some relief myself. Moving my left hand ...own between my legs, feeling the wetness all over my inner things, skipping my clit and thrusting two fingers into my pussy, making an audible sound as I do, grunting into your pussy. Sliding my tongue in and out, as fast as I can, loving the taste and feel of your hot pussy on my tongue. Fucking myself with my fingers for all I’m worth, wanting. He couldn’t take it, the on again off again erections he had been having all night had driven him nearly insane. First, she dolls herself up and wears something so tight her breasts look like they might explode and then she plays these games. He couldn’t take it any longer but before he could grab her and kiss her she was on her knees. She unzipped his jeans and pulled his rock solid length into her mouth.She loved giving him head, she loved the power she wielded knowing that he was vulnerable. The ball gag is swiftly secured in place. Picking up a Dictaphone that I laid out earlier, I set it to play. It plays a compilation of words from the radio to make a pre-arranged sentence. It says in various male and female voices, “You spoke and will need to be punished.” I give her a second to comprehend. “You will not struggle or the 24 spanks will be administered with a cane and not my hand.” A little pause. “Do you understand.?” M’ Lady is smiling and squirming with anticipation. She. I stepped around the corner to the window and peeked in. We had no furniture yet, so she was laying on the floor with her legs spread as far as they would go and his mouth and tongue were buried in her hole. I could also see that he had a couple fingers stabbing into her, too. By the sounds that she was making I knew that he brought to orgasm at least three times. He finally raised up and started rubbing the huge head of his cock between her pussy lips. She said wait, I want to taste and feel.