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I bend down to attach a spreader bar to your ankles and then I attach cuff restraints to your wrists, Hanging from the ceiling is a large hook which I lower attaching it to the cuffs around your wrists, I raise you off the ground and you are dangling quite helpless.I do not say anything I just kneel and take off your new high heels you can still smell the newness in the leather, I take one in my hand and with my other hand I part your outer lips, I'm not in any hurry, so for the next few minutes I slowly stroke the outside of your vagina using the shaft of the heel and I see your juices are covering the shaft of the heel your new shoes, I build up a rhythm as I slide it up and down, stroking your clitoris on the way.I can hear little whimpers coming from you, I smile knowing my woman is enjoying herself, you start to whimper a bit more, and with that I stop and place the tip of the heel at that wonderful Vaginal opening.Already I notice there a small pool of liquid building up on the. “No you don’t Yvonne; leave Mike’s spunk where it is. If Mistress wants it licking off her skin, I’m sure she’ll ask.” I stopped licking, and just looked at Mistress as she thrust her crotch off the chair cushion, and up towards Mike’s face.Jim and I stripped off as we watched Mike eat Mistress’ pussy, and listened to the pleasured moans escaping from Mistress’ mouth. While that was happening, Jim stood behind me and slipped a hand between my thighs to begin to play with my pussy. After a while, Jim put his hands onto my shoulders and pressed me to my knees. Then he moved around me and placed the tip of his prick at my lips and pushed it into my mouth. It had been a while since I’d had a real prick to suck, but I hadn’t lost any of my hard-earned skills. As I bobbed my head up and down, I heard a strangled cry escape from Mistress’ lips as she came. With my mouth still full of prick, I couldn’t look, and just concentrated on my sucking until I found myself with a mouth full.
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She takes a sharp inhale, and stares me in the eye. I smile gently, and she rolls onto her back, away from me. Now I roll onto her, holding myself up over her. I can feel her soft beating heart, and her tits against my chest. Her breathing is shallow, and she looks up at me expectantly, all guards down. I move my cock to her wetness, and slowly slide in. The warmth and softness is incredible, and I feel her muscles clench a little at my entrance. Her hands curl around my back, and her legs part more. I groan as I sink all the way in, bottoming out. We both rest a minute, lying against each other, feeling each other. Then I start to move in and out, and she moans deeply. We stare each other down face to face, mine contorted in unbelievable pleasure, and hers with her mouth open and eyes wide in a silent scream. After only a minute I feel myself nearing the edge, and I pick up the speed. I feel the pressure building in the head, and I pull out and cum all over her abdomen, feeling the.

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