I was aware of her lifting my ankles and fastening someting to them. I found I was unable to put my legs together. My arms were pulled over my head an... my wrists fastened together. She took my hands and palced them on her pussy trapping me there allowing me to feel the heat and wetness. The panties were removed from my face and I could see her looking down at me. She was kneeling on a foot stool. Slowly she leant forward, lowering her nipples to my mouth. As I opened my mouth to taste them she. My tongue will climb up the hills of your bosoms with ease and then circle around the promontory point of each nipple and bring each tip to its raspberry-ripe fruition, your nipples now standing up before my eyes like some mountain peak losing its cloud cover in the late morning sun. My tongue is hesitant to leave this spot, but it feels itself getting late for its destination, so it quickens its pace and coasts along the soft incline of your body until it comes to a favorite place, like. But where was my Desiree? I looked around, a pit forming in my stomach. My breath quickened. Where was my Latin beauty?I wormed my way to Mistress, trying to stay calm. "Upstairs," Mistress told me, sensing my question. "In our suite. Top floor." Thank you, Mistress."I raced to the elevator and smashed my fingers onto the up button furiously. I stared at the display that showed which floor it was at, watching the numbers slowly grow lower as the elevator descended. I wanted to scream at the. They both damn near had a heart attack when I walked in. Of course I did too, but didn't let on.Instead, I walked on in and grabbed the pillow from under my wife and turned to the living room. By the time Tom snuck past me I was already asleep, having taking a half bottle of flu medicine on the way home. I was for the most part, unconscious. That evening, my wife woke me up and urged me to move to the bedroom, she'd figured out I was sick, but I glared at her, rolled over and went to sleep..