”“I’m going to hurt you.” He said as he took off his clothes“ but I think you’ll like it. Pain can be very pleasurable. Now be quiet.”Pl...cing a hand on her left breast he squeezed it gently, his other hand twisting the nipple of her right breast.She moaned softly and pulled at the restraints. He leaned down and licked the nipple he had been twisting, her body arched up in pleasure as he sucked on it. “ More” she begged. Justin ran his hands down her sides while keeping his lips on her breast.. I looked at her covered feet, the two pyramids at least a foot or so apart. Jeez! Easy, perfect viewing.Lifting the top half of the shroud I took a quiet stroke of her chest and felt the fleshy wobble of her tits. Her nipples felt flat. Daringly, I fiddled my hand inside the gaping neck of the gown and rubbed it over her breasts, the warmth, intimacy and sheer excitement of feeling a celeb’s boobs making my cock grow hard. Her nipples were indeed flat, but I could imagine how they would grow. Years ago one of my girlfriends told me while she was licking me with her man watching on, “The clitoris is queen, always and forever, never forget it. When in doubt, keep your focus here, and listen to your partner as they respond.” She was so right.Mike’s tongue is dancing around my clit, lightly grazing it as he starts building sensation. He can feel me responding as he is licking my clit, up, down and side to side. “Which do you prefer?,” he asks.“Don’t stop, I love it all,” I respond in a. You blink once, twice, hoping to hide them away, but they don’t disappear unnoticed, despite the anxious smile you pull onto your lips. In this room, we had silently committed to each other and the moment. Months of unspoken desire came to this: a touch… a caress… a kiss. Now as we twist and curl upon these sheets, your lovely and loving nude body pressed against mine, we share much more intimate, illicit contact. In this room, a friendship ends and lovers are born. How easily does the sense.