She quickly forgot about the restricting ball in her mouth and focused on how good his fingers felt inside of her while she moaned, barely being audib...e. He jammed his cock into her as hard as he could without warning and she squealed through the gag. She would have bucked higher than she did but being bound to the chair prevented her from doing so. He grabbed her hair and yanked her head back causing her back to arch more and her ass to raise higher in the air. She loved the feel of him inside. Becky was looking up at him through half closed eyes, her chest pushing against his fingers as they traced along the top of first one breast, then the other. Her one leg had pulled itself up onto the couch and she was leaning back into the corner, her breathing shallow and fast.The hand on her thigh slid up across her flesh a few inches, the fingers disappearing under her skirt which had ridden up. Those fingers were now only inches from her panty covered pussy and she felt the heat coming from. Does this mean your husbands get even BIGGER pedestals to put you on?" Nah," I said. "I'm just a simple little Alabama girl. A plain little pedestal suits me just fine. And you're a fine one to talk. I can only imagine the pedestal you keep Jo on..."Jo tittered, "I have TWO, actually! One is stone, carved with ancient Celtic symbology, the other is hewn oak, carved with the runes of my Norse ancestors. Stoney has taken possession of them from my parents." See! That's what you get for your. I rub your back softly, and as I caress you, the back of your T-shirt is pulled slowly up to reveal your lovely backside, delicately framed in those cute panties you wear.I lean forward and whisper in your ear. No response. I walk backwards on my knees, still straddling you, until I’m astride your feet. I lean down and blow gently on the backs of your calves. I kiss them lightly.I whisper again. Still nothing. I lick your calves, moving up until I reach your knees. You give a very quiet, but.