He pulled out and cleaned her up as best as he possibly could one last time before cutting off the shower and leaving her there, nightgown still hiked up over her back, a sopping, well-fucked puddle. He lapped up and down steadily through her climax, not stopping, making her shake wildly beneath him. Onward he flicked his tongue, up, down, all around in circles over her entire gash and into her hole, occasionally glimpsing eye contact with her. In a groggy haze, she tried to scream but he simultaneously slapped the smaller piece of duct tape on her mouth, then the next long pieces he used to her bind first her wrists and then ankles to the bed posts. Read 117120 times |
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