My body struggled on it's own accord and my hands flew to her bum, trying hard to nudge her aside so I could breathe, but she wouldn't budge."I'm sorr..., Lydia, but I'm not letting you breathe if you don't kiss my lips," she stated matter-of-factly.I tried to scream at her, but all I could do was moan against the pantyclad mound pressing against my face.Miri lifted up slightly and I wheezed in a deep breath of air through my nose.She giggled before pressing down again, but parted her legs so. I told him to lick at it as he had done to my nipples. Adam was soon dragging his tongue across my clit. He moved it very slowly over my clit while he also applied pressure to it with his tongue. My clit was throbbing in a few minutes.“AHhhh Adam, that feels wonderful your tongue on my clit,” I cooed out as my hands went to the back of his head.I started to pull his face into my pussy as I bucked my hips toward his face. I told Adam to run his tongue down between my pussy lips. I moaned loudly. Sipping the cocoa, steam tickling my nose I gathered a blanket to me then, shivering against the chill seeping in through the drafts in the window. It was an aged window, and had it’s fair share of cracks, and I soon found myself building a fire in the hearth, it’s steady warmth filling the room, beating back the onset of winter. The snow fell thick, coating the orchard in a soft, white blanket, it’s beauty like the grace of a ballerina, dancing and spinning into infinity. The imprint of the. I feel a chill and shudder as that thought crosses my mind. I hope we didn’t OVER challenge ourselves.And then the cuffs. I don’t fasten them together yet, just snug them up tight and lock each one individually, wrists, elbows, thighs and ankles. I realize that I’m tightening everything even tighter than we did in our practice sessions, just like I did with mom’s ball gag. And I’m going to keep doing it, I’m not sure why but it’s gotten me really aroused. Then the strap around her waist and the.