She wanted to guide his head directly to her clit but her battered shoulders restricted her movement.Ditching any chance of finesse, he ran his tongue...up her slit, letting the flat of his tongue roll over her hard nub. Her burbling at the head of the bed let him know that he could charge ahead. He sucked her clit into his mouth, released it and ran his tongue around and around. He sucked it in again while his fingers plugged her pussy. Feeling her muscles starting to contract around his probing. But as my heir, I had invited her to visit me.What I really wanted was to tup Sylvia on the Maidensdoom stone. What little I understood of the legends included the suggestion that the man and woman who coupled on the stone were linked for the rest of the lives. A life linked to Sylvia seemed an attractive prospect. But how could I get her on to the stone? I had asked around in London and found a supply of the date-**** d**g. If Sylvia wouldn’t cooperate willingly, perhaps d**gged she might be. The loose ends had then been tied tightly to therope wrapped around her wrists. Any movement by her arms would tug on the wedgedrope between her legs. The tightness of this belly rope also had the effect of squeezing her midsectionand restricting her breathing to shallow breaths of air. In her mouth was a large ring gag shoved up behind her teeth and strappedin place behind her head, forcing her mouth wide open. She hadn't got usedto wearing it yet so she was drooling all over her chin and. As the tremors subside, she still works her finger around and around getting it wetter and wetter, then slowly taking it out, she offers it to me to taste. I lean forward, smelling that sweet fragrance of her rapture. I close my eyes and slowly lick her cum off her fingers. She moans as my lips wrap around it slowly sucking. She takes back her hand and looks at me suggestively as her wet finger slowly drifts past those pouting wet lips and begins to slowly pet the tight entrance to her.