I rose up and with Ron holding onto his cock, I maneuvered over his body and positioned myself right over his hard cock. Reaching down, I took hold of...his cock when he let it go and gently lowered myself down until I felt his cock on my cunt. Slowly I inserted it into my already wet cunt and the feeling of his hard cock pushing past my cunt lips and clip sent waves of pleasure through me as I moaned a bit. I started slowly at first, rising up and down on his hard cock, feeling it rub against. ” I whispered.”“Fuuckk, do you ever look beautiful!” He sighed.”“My fingers glistened and I smoothed my cream around each nipple then on his lips. I caressed my tits offering them to his lips. He inhaled in the invigorating aroma of my womanhood then sucked each nipple clean, making them stay so hard they almost hurt. Our breathing was almost out of control and we’d barely started.”“Dan resumed kissing his way down my front, past my navel to my pussy mound. I easily spread my legs for him. With a cruel laugh on her lips she starts to unbutton my shirt, and undo the belt of my trousers.Then she unbuttons the waistband, and pushes my trousers down, and lets it drop unto my ankles.My cock is clearly visible in my pants, en she wastes no time freeing it.It jumps to freedom, standing up proud, the head swollen, shiny and smooth.She grips me by my shaft, and with her nails digging in my flesh, she directs me to the Saint Andrew's cross.My wrist get fastened to the handcuffs on either. I was enthralled. She showed me that I’d been blind. Wise and powerful, her clairvoyant eyes pierced the lies, the legends, and the crafted screens of propriety. In her body, I found a whole world I had no words for. Diderot had never talked of the way her hands tensed, her long fingers rubbing together like thorny angry vines. Not a line in Marivaux, about the precious cotton of her summer gown and how it tensed over her bust, the hard sunlight revealing the idea of a corset.