He nodded in satisfaction that I was on time, and he described a few of the sights of Middlesbrough as we drove to Billingham.The main feature was the...Tees Transporter Bridge, which was (and remains) the furthest downstream crossing of the River Tees. It was fascinating – in order to allow big ships to pass, traffic is carried on a gondola suspended from the steel superstructure. It was an impressive structure of blue-painted criss-crossed steel girders, even if the river doesn’t actually look. It was just a matter of getting him to see what I wanted. He would learn soon enough. (Have you got the picture, now?) Ted didn’t know, when we got home, that I’d gone popped into the bedroom and removed my panties. I was ready for some fun.After we’d kissed for some minutes, I got down on my knees in front of Ted, sat back on my heels, and undid his pants. Reacting to my mood, Ted’s cock was already getting hard. He never turned down a chance to enjoy some good loving, and I quickly had his. When he was totally naked, he crawled up on the table and positioned himself between her open legs. His cock was fully erect and ready for action. He rubbed the head between her lips to get it wet, but instead of fucking her, I motioned for him to move up to her open mouth. When his hard cock touched her mouth, her tongue shot out to welcome it. She swirled it all around until it was clean and bent her neck to try to take more of it in. He positioned himself so she could take all of him in and. Her eyes followed the leather lashes in his hand hypnotised as they described their first arc, this time they landed on her right breast removing both skin and the single nipple peg, for Maggie the pain was such that she would have screamed herself horse had the gag allowed her so to do, she knew though that her body was betraying her once again, her sex running wet in a way it had only ever done a very few times in her whole lifetime. Her wandering mind was interrupted by the second lash.