For exactly that reason, he prefers to pop onto my breasts or into my mouth. He wants a clean pussy to lick afterwards. So, two nights ago was no exce...tion. He fucked me standing doggy while we watched each other in the mirrors. I was shouting and moaning the dirtiest words I knew. My chat with N had made me so hot. I can be anything my lovers want me to be: the cutest little girl, the sultry secretary, or the cock hungry vamp. But that night I did not play at all. It was the real me who wanted. Jerry looked over the straight, even, furrows and nodded. He didn't have anything to say.Jerry did most of the ploughing from then on. He also helped out when neighbours were in trouble. When bitter old Mark Bakewell broke his leg climbing over a rotten gate, Jerry ploughed and sowed his fields. Never asking permission to do it, nor receiving thanks. Jerry knew that he'd done a good job, and so did bitter old Bakewell.Dave was accepted into a prestigious university to study agricultural. I unattach your wrist cuffs, and move them higher up past your elbows. I loop a belt around the middle of either thigh, and attach you elbow cuffs to your thigh belts. I tie your wrists to your calves, which completes the binding.You are now bent double over the branch. Your legs are spread wide and your elbows are attached to your thighs, hands proceeding straight down and tied to your calves.After some rummaging, you hear tape being unrolled and feel me tape the inside of your ass so that. I had eaten and swallowed it many times and already knew what Noah’s was like, but it was all part of a show now. I licked it off my fingers as it ran down towards the second knuckles, then rolled it around my mouth with my tongue. I went back for a second helping, Noah watching closely all the while.“You like that, do you?” he inquired.“What’s not to like?” I smiled and raised an eyebrow suggestively.“I wouldn’t know. Never tried it.” He rolled onto his back, seemingly disinterested now.“Well.