You untie my wrists and ankles from their previous anchors, only to bind them together. Each ankle bound to a wrist, leaving me exposed. You slide me to the foot of the bed. There's a knock on the door. You leave me there on the bed, as you walk to greet our visitor. Walking in front of you, on your way back to me, is a most beautiful creature. Shoulder length dark brown hair kisses soft caramel skin. Big bouncy breasts squeezing out of a tightly laced hourglass figure, wrapped in a burgandy corset. Wide feminine hips narrow to long, strong legs covered from toes up in sheer black tights. You both stand at the end of the bed beside me. You converse a little then start to make out. You reach for my clit and start to play while she moves to lay on the bed beside my face. I start to kiss her and she grabs my breasts as she playfully tugs on my lips with her teeth. You move to the oposite side of the bed and tell her to get naked. She obliges and first puts her hands behind her back to untie the corset, exposing her breasts . Our eyes watching her as she playfully removes all articles, last of which is a burgandy g string. She slowly slips it down over her slightly aroused cock. She gets closer to me and I start licking the tip and sucking her now fully erect dick. You move to the foot of the bed and slowly fuck my asshole as you watch me suck her cock. Soon, you walk back to the head of the bed and she cleans your cock of my juices while I suck your balls. Two tongues lavishly, greedily devouring your masculinity. She stops and stands erect on her knees, stroking herself as she looks at you and asks you to taste her. You untie my bindings and we both take turns licking and sucking our playmate's cock. I slide infront of you on my back so you can fuck my pussy as I play with her balls with my tongue. You, still sucking her cock. Sliding it in and out of your lips, as your dick moves in and out of my tight sloppy pussy. You get ready to cum and rise to grab my legs as you continue filling me. She shoves her cock down my throat. My mouth and pussy both delightfully filled with cock. You both pull out and unleash you hot cummy loads onto me... covering my body. I take my hands and gather all the cum I can and lick it off as you watch me. "Good girl".
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“Do you pick up all your dates this way?” He chuckled and said “For the most part, yeah.” I couldn’t help but respect how honest and direct about his intentions he was, and we sat that way for a few long moments- me biting my lip and deliberating whether or not to follow through with what I really wanted to do, him lighting up another cigarette and downing the last of his ale. My only desire when he looked at me that way was to wipe that smug expression off his face, to surprise him and make him feel he didn’t know me half so well as he thought.
I picked my strapless pink corset with the black stripes, and cinched it firm by my waist, then making sure it held my 38C breasts high and firm. Seams came loose and in that one yank, The dress was off and in his hands and I was exposed in my corset and heels, arms tied high above my head. I looked down, and I watched his fingers, slowly, one by one, began to undo the small black hooks one the front of the corset. I remember feeling the wind against my skin, cool in contrast to the heat of the May sun, and Paul's warm hand. I watched him unzip his pants and pull his cock, that beautiful swollen shaft, straight and hard, He moved close and shifted and guided it to me.
I tell him." And he says...." Barron stopped talking and held out his hand to Paul, as if giving him a cue. "If Charlotte agrees, and if you choose to bet," Paul said, "then after you lose, Patricia has to pleasure both of us the way I choose. He handed them to Paul, who simply cut the deck and held it out to Barron. I wasn't perfect like Patricia, but I knew I looked very presentable. Paul had his cock out and was getting on his knees behind Patricia. "Then," Paul said as we rounded the corner the Barron's mansion disappeared from view "you would have been screwed."
How wonderful he feels inside she thinks to herself, how full of him I am, how much his cock taking my cunt is his possession of me, pure and simple. "Please what, pet?" He moves his body over her, his cock gently striking her cheeks and then her lips, pulling away from her as she tries to take him in her mouth. "that I would do that, and I need you to know.." He pushes even further into her throat; her gagging increases and her body writhes beneath him as she attempts to draw breath and pull away, "I need YOU to know, my little whore, that you, " he pulls away and yet sinks again deep within her mouth, "you, would let me".