? You attach the clamp to my tongueand I moan again.? You pull roughly onthe chains connecting the clamps and I whimper.?Walking behind me you release...my wrists from my ankles and attach themto my collar but leave my ankles locked together.?? You walk back in front of me and shorten thechains between the clamps causing me to have to bend forward to relieve thepressure on my tongue and clit then you pick up the flogger.? I tremble as you run it lightly up and downmy back teasing me with it.?. .."He pushed past her and went into the garage. She watched him, six-foot-two of pure muscle, short cut hair, shirtless and wearing only black satin boxing shorts. The sweat made him glisten, his muscles moving underneath his tanned skin made her wet. She'd fuck him when he was finished with Ruiz. No matter how tired he was, he always came through for her. She followed him into the attached three car garage. Ruiz hung there, her five-foot eight body completely helpless and available for. ’“She led me to a spacious room in the rear of the house. It was tastefully furnished and had a spectacular view of the harbor through several large windows. But for me the most intriguing sight was the large painting that was hung over the fireplace. It was a painting of a ship’s captain; not any captain, but my captain, Samuel Weston. The look of shock on my face must have told her all she needed to know.”‘I thought you’d find that painting extremely interesting. Please sit, make yourself. I squeezed her breasts and pinched her nipples as I slowly planted kisses from her neck to her breasts, all the way down her abdomen, finally reaching her pussy lips.She ran her hands through my hair. Her eyes darkened with desire—she knew what was coming. My tongue flicked her clit gently, just once. She shuddered at the contact; I had her just where I wanted her. I began to lick her clit harder and faster. I let go of her breasts, and inserted two fingers inside her love tunnel. Her moaning.