"It's not so bad after all, is it?" he whispered."Oooo, do it!" she begged.A frame sigh escaped her lips as his tongue came back to stabbed at her cun... again. He wiggled his body between her legs, his hands sliding under her ass and lifting it. His mouth cupped around her cunt, his tongue stabbing into it. With each plunge of his tongue, Louise jerked and arched her back."Ooooo, soooo good! Unnnnnn!" she whined.His tongue fucked her, stabbing as deep as he could reach, his mouth sucking up her. "Jason brightened up at that, smiled and suggested that the women removehis cuffs and belt."Oh no Jason, you'll wear leg irons and your wrists will be cuffed toyour neck and you will lie on the bed. C'mon now." No damn I can't screw that way, you women are crazy!" Oh Julia, I think the boy needs a gag. Link his ankles closely, I don'twant him kicking. Keep him upright -- pull the chain a little more. Nowwe'll put a harness on him with a penis gag. Since he insists on gripingwe'll shut him. "It's an extra-sensitive area, and even using a razor once on your legs dulls it to the point you don't want to use it there, trust me. And it's recommended that you simply not use a razor anywhere else and then use it down there, because of the possibility of infection. It's a delicate area -- but I'm not telling you anything you don't know!" Do you have to do that every day?" I queried.She nodded her head. "I normally shave there in the morning. I can let it go a day or two, if I'm not going. I closed my eyes and slightly parted my lips in surrender of the kiss I knew was coming. I wanted to pay his stiff cock an oral tribute but the tingling between my legs needed satisfaction first.I pushed him down on the bed and mounted my man; I came almost immediately as I impaled myself with wanton, selfish, lust. With my eyes closed, I threw my head back and felt my way to his chest with my hands; his breathing was as fitful as my own. I moved up and down on his, iron like, instrument of.