Lowering my face between her open thighs, Linda could feel my warm breath on her naked flesh. Again I began to stroke Linda’s thighs and then eased ...y finger between the moist folds of her swollen labia. I heard her gasp. Her body began to shake as my finger slipped into her tight love channel. It had been a long time since anyone had touched her and since she’d been aroused by anyone. Linda was sexually out of control and the bindings held her. She raised her knees and lifted her ass slightly. A muffled moan escaped her lips, as Enti began to dine on Amenthia, letting out muffled moans of her own. I sat transfixed at the table, watching two of the most gorgeous women I had ever seen, eat the other as if the vagina they were licking was their last meal. Ravenous hunger fueled their interactions with one another, as moans and the smell of sex filled the room. I had no clue how much time passed as they enjoyed one another, the hypnotic sounds of their moaning, coupled with their. By far one of my favorite things is being "forced" to clean my cum from a pussy. I have no interest in cleaning up another mans cum or having another man clean up my cum from a pussy, no disrespect to those who do, its just not my thing. One of my ultimate fantasies is to experience cleaning my girlfriends pussy with several days worth of my cum in it. Ideally I'd love to first try it by having her put on a pair of latex, or other impermeable material, panties on a Friday evening take her out. Walking through the door Dave found the living room empty, but heard the soft sound of music playing from a room down the hall. “May! Are you around? You’ve got to see the camera I just bought,” Dave called as he walked toward the music. The door to May’s studio was open, and just as Dave was about to launch into an explanation of all the features of his new Canon EOS digital SLR camera-the first SLR camera he had ever owned- what he saw made him stop. There stood May, in her usual paint.