She gripped the shaft tightly, making the head turn purple with sensual rage, spreading her tongue over the veiny surface. Taking the flesh in her tee...h, rubbing them back and forth, grinding him and feeling the tenderness he felt.She carefully sucked each ball into her warm mouth, careful not to be too harsh with his delicate parts. His fingers twined through her tresses strewn around his torso becoming more hungry with sexual thirst, to take his prick, swallowing his thick member, fitting. I woke her the following morning by kissing her hip, then her buttocks and then lay a trail of wet kisses along her inner thighs as she moaned contentedly. ‘Please do not scream or carry on as the housekeeper is making our breakfast and it wouldn’t do to frighten her off. She’s deathly afraid of banshees, she is.’ Mrs. Bentley giggled inanely at this, then whispered, ‘Good morning, Mr. Fogg.’ She was trembling with excited anticipation as I undid the little black satin ribbon that held her. She snapped her pants open, then hesitated, as if just then aware of Jeff's presence. She appeared to consider him for a few seconds, then shrugged, and jerked her pants down, tossing them on the floor.She had a very thin body, Allyson saw. Her breasts were very small, and her hips and ass boyishly flat. She wasn't unattractive though. Her slight, red bush and small conical breasts made Allyson's heart race in anticipation.She pushed Allyson backwards onto another couch and sat down next to. My lingerie is cut away and i feel tight cuffs being wrapped around my wrists and ankles, and start to freak out a little as i feel my limbs being spread apart. Soon i’m in a big X, feeling the pressure from the cuffs on my joints as they continue to be stretched. i have no chance of moving at all. At this point it’s all i can do to keep some balance on my tall heels to try and relieve the pressure on my wrists and ankles. Hoping nobody decides to kick off the shoes... Silence. Silence. i hear.