"Get on the chair and put that on," Roberta said, throwing a leather hood at him. The hood covered his head completely but left his mouth uncovered. S...e fastened the straps around his legs once they were in the stirrups. Further straps held his arms and one across his chest left him with very little movement.Roberta cursed herself for not making him take off his knickers first but then, since she didn't like them herself, simply ripped them off him. Cyril's cock was rock hard, it had been ever. "Lay on your side on your elbow" he ordered next and I did so in front of him. "To begin with, what are you looking at?" he asked me as he saw I was looking at his crotch "At your crotch" I answered softly. With that he sent one swift hard slap to my face that sent my head off to one side, "No you're not" he then said as he slapped me again. Looking down at me, "What's your name?" he asked "Carmen" I replied and again he slapped my face "No it's not" he then said "Now what's your name?" he. He pulls his cock out of my mouth and I am very disappointed. But I can feel movement on the bed and then there is something hot and fleshy infront of my face."Lick." Is all the masculine voice tells me.And I lick, it is his asshole. I lick it up and down, and then in small figure-eights and then i flick it with my tongue. I apply pressure and saliva and my tongue goes further into his asshole. It is sweaty and doesn't taste bad at all. I get into. I force my face into his ass. His butt cheeks. Soon I was writhing under his expert mouth as he licked and sucked the shaft, making a special effort on my testes. His tongue made its way further down, and he lifted my stockinged legs into the air so he could gain access to my pussy. I moved up on his bed and parted them wide, lifting them high to make my hole available to him. I loved the fact that he was taking charge, making me feel so feminine as this man ran his hands over my stockinged thighs, my breasts and my belly. Tom knelt by the.