Just think - it could have been me in your cunt or your mouth! If you're good for a while, and lay nice and still, I may let you loose and even fuck you.Just think - it could have been me in your cunt or your mouth! If you're good for a while, and lay nice and still, I may let you loose and even fuck you... tomorrow morning or so." She moaned into her gag and began to squirm. I looked at her ass, with her heels pressed into it. The cheeks were quivering a bit as she explored the possibilities of her position. I reached over and turned on the television, lit another cigarette, and directed my attention to my beer and the 6:30 news. I knew it drove her crazy when I did that. Within a half hour or so, Ana was moving about to the limits of her position. Her knees worked quickly apart and together, and her ass lifted into the air as she bent at the waist to work that thin crotch strap deeper into her ass. Her feet worked convulsively to get her toes (and their share of the tie) into the act, and it looked like she was going down on the carpet as she bent her bead forward to pull the strap deeper into her now soaked cunt. An incredible series of noises emerged from behind the gag. As I watched, she convulsed abruptly as she reached the first orgasm of the evening. She screamed into the gag as I reached down and pulled on the strap myself. I lifted slightly and she helped with her knees, then suddenly arched her back and lifted her legs. I held her up as she squirmed and bucked. Her fingers and toes clenched and then spread wide, and she shuddered in another strong orgasm. Then, with little mewing noises coming through her gag, she went limp and relaxed. I rolled her gently over onto her back, and noticed that the tit clamps were missing - she had worked them off in her struggles against the rug. I removed the rubber strap from her sweat-soaked face, and pulled out the thoroughly soaked pair of shorts. I bent and kissed her, and it seemed like she was trying to tongue my balls through my mouth. |