Rone was behind me now, and my shackles clinked and rattled as he cupped both of my tits and squeezed them roughly, making comments as he went along, ...hat I must admit, made me feel rather good inside.“Firm tits for her age.”, he muttered in my ear, watching me as I writhed now that the powerful surge of pleasure was washing through my veins madly. His left hand was now sliding down over my stomach and my back arched with the thrill the closer he got to my unbelievably hot pussy.“Need to get. ‘Hey Daddy? Since Santa is already on his way…’ I gently bite your shoulder. I hear your breath catch and try not to grin. ‘Yes, Kitten?’ ‘Since he’s already on his way… Isn’t it too late to get on the naughty list for the rest of the year?’ I ask, sliding my warm, small hand down your chest and tummy, grazing my nails over the skin, down over your pajama pants, tickling your thigh. You open your eyes and grab my throat, pulling me up to kiss me hard. ‘I like the way you think, baby.’ I giggle. Now.” Alarm bells were ringing in her head. Joint feelings of helplessness and dread welled up inside her. Would she have to swallow? She would, of that she was certain. What’s more, she knew she would do whatever she had to do, however much the idea repulsed her. Meekly, she did as she was told. “Kneel and clasp your hands behind your back, you won’t be needing them.” Lady Kavanagh obeyed, her tears steadily increasing by the second. Adams moved forward so that his groin was less than a foot. My hands press back and tilt you more upward as my mouth hovers over your lips. You tremble and wait, feeling my breath against you. My hot breath feels cool across your waiting pussy as your wetness finds its way out. You breath in sharply and let out a shuddering moan as my tongue finally traces along your wanting lips. Reaching the top they move down again and I moan in a rough voice, as I finally taste you. Unable to restrain myself my tongue aggressively thrusts into you to find your sweet.