He paused, knowing that the anticipation was driving her wild. Another little moan of protest escaped her lips. "You're killing me, if you don't put s...mething in my pussy soon I may have to bust out of these restraints and attack you." "Patience," was all he said, with a smirk that she couldn’t see. He hovered his hand just above her already swollen clit and parted the lips of her pussy slightly as he let a few icy drops of water drip onto her clit. She groaned with pleasure as her hips tried. She said that she had cleaned her pubic area by applying hair remover. This indicated me that she want me to eat her cunt. I went down on her and slowly started licking her vaginal mound. She started enjoying by giving soft moans and asked me to go further down. I went down and licked the vaginal lips and slowly inserted my tongue inside her cunt and tapped her clitoris with tongue. On this action she arched her back and gave a short jerk. A flood of her vaginal juice rushed out and. ” Lana pulled a wooden spoon out of the dishwasher, flicking off a bit of macaroni that the dishwasher didn’t quite get clean and set the phone down on the kitchen counter. “I hope you’re ready, Sean,” and she brought the wooden spoon down sharply on the palm of her hand several times. Lana could hear Sean’s gasps and squeals through the mouthpiece as if the wood was actually making contact with his skin. “I’m sorry I had to do that, Sean, but we have rules set in place for a reason. "The Scotch Bonnet. Wherever it takes you, tell me all about it when you get back." By the time she got home from work, I'd already started to prepare the evening meal - extra spicy jerk chicken (organic, of course). Her house keys clattered as she threw them across the table and she released a heavy sigh of relief as her laden messenger bag slipped from her shoulder to the floor. As my freshly-sharpened kitchen blade sliced through the pepper's blood-orange skin, she slid up to me, gave me a.