”“Oh, yeah?”“Hope you don’t have any plans for tomorrow.”“I only have one plan right now.”He made me lie back and started kissing his ...ay down to my dripping pussy, making small stops at my belly button and nibbling my ribs. His finger reached my honeypot before his mouth did and I moaned, pushing down so that I was riding it. He smiled and added another finger, then bent to bite my nipple. I clamped onto his fingers as an orgasm raced through me but he didn’t stop.He kept those fingers pumping. A cock-tie placed here..." she looped the ribbon fully under his scrotum and cinched it tight flush to his torso, capturing both his cock and balls in one tight loop, "... can prevent you from ejaculating altogether." She tied it off expertly with a slip-knot and cinched it, as he blinked and gasped through his nose, pumping his hips into the air again at her touch."It doesn't work for all piggies, only like the 10th percentile, so that's what you and I are going to test out now..." she. Letting the taxi go, since mother asked me to stay so she could make us supper. She was always offering to make me food, clean my clothing and even to come over and clean my apartment - normally I take her up on it.She was humming something as she moved about the kitchen on her bare feet and I sat on the table behind her, starring at her almost hypnotically. The generous curves of her waist and hips, the smooth lines of her strong calves and ankles down to her small feet with pretty little. I lean my head back into you shoulder, laughing quietly. I know what I’m getting into. We listen to the music for a moment with you hands resting lightly on my hips. I put my hands on your thighs and scoot my butt back a little – for a better ‘fit’. You lift your hands to the top of the cotton dress I’m wearing and start to carefully undo each tiny button. I feel your wrists brush my breasts, and my nipples rise. When you get to my waist you stop and begin to peel the dress off my shoulders.