I looked down at my feet for a brief moment and I followed the stripped lines of my socks as I raised my head up.
And there I was again, staring at my own erect member as he nods slowly.. motioning me..pointing me to where my attention should be. I looked straight on and as she let out another soft whimper as I followed the soft, gentle stroking motion of her fingers as they traced the remarkable outlines of her southern lips. Each stroke coating each finger tip like biscuit sticks being dipped in honey syrup…
Wait. How did I get here? It all started with one statement:
“I can please you with both hands tied behind my back”.
There. That was my declaration a few days ago and I never imagined 3 days later I’d be sitting in the middle of my own room, naked with only my socks on.
But I should have known, Tara was a natural. A vixen if I do say so myself. But being the man that I am, I guess I still underestimated her. We had come back from work together. Long week and I was so looking forward to her spending the night. If only I knew she had other plans. We started making out and it wasn’t hard for her to get me seated with half of my clothes off but the way she tied me up with my own tie, that was impressive. Of course I could have stopped her, but after kicking it with Tara for over a month, I guess I had come to trust her a little.
As I watched her strut towards me, one long silky, well waxed leg ahead of the other, I pictured all the things I could do to her if she untied me. hmmm… that was it..
She came then and sat on my laps, sensually grinding again me. I closed my eyes and moved closer to her ears, the strong tingly smell of her perfume drawing me closer.. I gently kissed on her neck…
hmmm.. you like that don’t you..
By the time I’m done with you… you’ll be running low on juices….
I’ll go over every curve
Sucking as HARD as possible..
I felt a drop of her liquid goodness on my lap as she let out a soft moan..
It was working…
And then, I’m going to take you..
On the floor
And back on this chair..
At that moment I felt my tie drop to the floor – freedom – my turn.
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