” I murmured.“Yeah. I know...” Reluctantly, Ron let me go, and I smiled to him. “But would that be so bad?” he asked.The question threw me f...r as loop. It was the first time he came anywhere near admitting any feelings for me. I had to think about it in the shower. How did I really feel? How did he really feel? Tony was going to get hurt. I had a sense of dread growing ominously over me. It wouldn’t be long now, before he had to be made aware. I was not looking forward to that. I knew I would. I put my mouth on her pussy and she moaned, ahhhhhhh, oh god, oh god, I can’t bear it, oh god, you are so good, I love you Aafaq. Ah ah ah ah ah ah. I too loved the smell of her pussy that hardly seemed to have been touched ever, a young fresh tight little white pussy waiting for the pleasure of a lifetime. I could hardly resist the temptation of opening my pants and fucking her straight away but then I thought she deserved a good time for the long wait she had to go though for the sex in. It was in her flesh as much as it was in the air around her, buzzing in her brain, and she rubbed her mound furiously in an attempt to banish her unwilling arousal.A fresh sheen of sweat coated her body, the heat beneath the blanket exasperating the problem, and she finally threw it off her to expose her glistening skin to the no less stifling air. There was nowhere she could go on this miserable planet to escape the muggy atmosphere, and her discomfort only fed into her frustration. She sat up. That night, he stood rigid as I undressed him. We were both so unskilled at getting the gear on properly, that it took longer than I expected but eventually, Tristan was in position.The cuffs were nylon and Velcro. Each one connected one wrist to the thigh on that same side. A heavy black nylon blindfold covered Tristan’s eyes. Tristan was on his knees at the side of the bed with his feet hanging back over the edge. His knees were spread. His face was pressed against the sheets and tuned.