The sound of the zip being slowly lowered is the only sound in the room.My fingers tracing up her spine and then under the straps of her shoulders, dr...pping the dress to the floor. Looking over her shoulder I can see a blurry reflection of her beautiful body in the french windows. Pulling her hair back behind her I gather it into a rough ponytail. Curling my left hand in it I tug on it gently, pulling her head back to me. Reaching around with my right to circle her throat I bite her earlobe and. I ground my teeth against the lace of my panties, (he'd stuffed them in my mouth during the last tirade of abuse I'd hurled at him,) and let out a small growl of defiance. The floorboards creaked as he moved to talk to me. I could see him out of the corner of my eye but refused to look him. He hooked a firm finger under my chin and pulled me to face him, using his other hand to pull the panties from my mouth, wary of my teeth this time. “It doesn't have to be this difficult you know. Just say. "Lick her pussy, Claire" He insisted. I could tell she was used to fulfilling his sexual demands and was quite enjoying herself. I laid back on the couch and spread my legs for her. She pushed up my tight black skirt and slipped her fingers under my soaking wet panties, pulling them off. "Oh damn," he breathed when he saw my hairless pussy. Two of her fingers entered my pussy first. They were so soft and thin compared to the manly fingers I usually had inside of me. I felt her hot breath over. You're gonna make me wait for it, aren't you?" I said, ass in the air, head down. Good. Oh that's beautiful." I feel your fingers brush across the butt plug. You tug on it just a little then let go. My butt sucks it back in. You do it again, tugging on it just a little, teasing my hole, and when you let go, my butthole pulls it back again. You continue this tug of war with my asshole, tugging on it gently and letting it get sucked back in, until it feels like you're gently fucking my hole with.