Each upwards move of my hands brought my thumbs just a bit closer to her pussy lips. Just as my thumbs touched pussy I tucked them in and continued up...her ass cheeks. Down again almost to her knees and back up, letting my thumbs press harder on soft pussy lips before moving my hands up her ass.The next time my hands began moving up her thighs I knew that Rose Ann had to be wondering what I would do next. She lifted her feet from the floor and rested all of her weight on the couch arm. Her. Her wrists were tied to the beam and the spikes securely.The bottom of the cross was positioned near a deep narrow hole that had been dug in the ground.She was breathing heavily, quiet now. Waiting.The two executioners, using ropes to help guide the heavy cross, raised it up, and let it slide in to the ground. I watched intensely as her weight pulled her down and increased tension on her arms the higher she went, and the look of shock on her face was priceless agony as her cross thumped in to. Just my home life.It would be ridiculous -- wouldn't it? -- to attribute my hot bat to the fact that, after a long while, I had gotten laid? First off, I'd had a hot bat on Saturday, too, and on Saturday, I had not yet gotten laid -- unless you count getting laid -- by self-exile from my own bedroom -- on a too-short couch, for half of a too-short night. That night, I had been avoiding what I really most wanted to do, which was to jump the bones of my newfound girlfriend on just our second. Why don't you position yourself on the floor underneath her. Now don't start licking that sweet pussy until after I attach my strap-on with this thick big 8" black cock!"Mistress Kay lubed her cock, and in unison we began servicing Vivien's holes. I probed her pussy with my tongue as Mistress Kay fucked her ass. Mistress Kay placed her hand on Vivien's hips and began fucking her faster and faster. This movement was choreographed by my rapid and deep movements of my tongue. What a dance this.