She secured my cuffed wrists to the bed posts with ropes. Then she reached back down to my swollen and leaking cock and gave it a slow stroke from the...base to the tip gathering the pre-cum. I wasn't expecting what came next.She said "I've covered the head of my cock with your cum. Open up and show me how much you love pleasing me."I opened my mouth as she leaned in and slid her life-like dildo between my lips."That's it baby, get my cock ready for your hungry ass."She pulled off my blindfold.. Her mouth covered my pussy as my juices flooded it, her tongue licking inside me. Mmmmm, she knew exactly what to do; I guess by now she should have, we've been doing this for a few weeks. It was hard to believe that I was nervous, almost like a virgin doing it for the first time. Tiffany Anne was smiling and still softly licking me as I composed myself; breathing back to normal; my head quit spinning, and I could actually move. I lowered myself back into the tub and she greeted me with a. If only life came with a slow-motion button, he had thought.Or better yet, a PAUSE button—because she heard him fapping outside the door, rushed over to him, and caught him, knocking him on his ass. And then she decided to punish him.By evening, he was still trying to process what had happened.His parents came home from their full-time jobs—his mother Lola, an overworked teacher, his dad Robert, an overstressed city executive.Despite the parents’ long hours, the family always had dinner. That might have made her mad in the past. But now she had begun to trust he didn’t come to stare. Not only that. ‘Why dajoo want to talk to me?’ the girl asked. As always, her voice sounded muffled through her own head. Nothing reached her ears from the outside. Who knew what she really sounded like. Sometimes, if she didn’t focus enough on speaking, the other person would tilt their head and mouth a word like ‘what?’ or ‘pardon’. Today the boy mouthed, ‘I thought you might be bored.’ Bored..