I opened her nighty and there was she in her black bra looking like some sex goddess.I didn’t care about her moans or the fear of getting caught. I ...emoved her complete nighty and made her stand in front of the mirror with just a bra on her. I started kissing her neck from the back and my hands were roaming on her body. I kissed her back and did not leave a single place on her back.I placed my hands on her boobs and started pressing them, actually crushing them. She made me turned towards her. Her tempo was just the way I liked it, not the jackhammer up-and-down of the porn star, but a soft, sensual motion of making love to me with her mouth. Sometimes she held the shaft lightly in her hand, as she slipped it out of her mouth to lick it with her soft tongue. Other times she rested her hands on my thighs, but she always worked me only with her mouth. I know some guys like to be stroked during a blowjob, but not me. And somehow she knew that I wanted to feel her mouth alone, and I. I let her rest as I worshiped her body with my mouth, I slowly moved my way back up to meet her sensual lips. I lay on top of her as we kissed, I felt like we were the only two people on the planet. She then returned the favour and we kissed some more after that for what seemed like hours. While we cuddled reality started to come back to me, “why did you do that? At the jazz bar.” “Can we just enjoy this moment and not think about anything”, she looked deep into my eyes and stroked my hair. I got your arms and gently moved them to the posts on our bed where the straps were and as you were face down the way I wanted you, I tied your wrists and then did the same to your legs, making you nice and secure.As you awoke to find yourself tied to the bed face down I was sat there smiling at you from the end of the bed. You looked at me with confusion on your face and I said to you remember last night slut you fucked me without asking permission and you suddenly realised that you still had.