I get to the front threshold as your close ally is walking out. She has a devilish grin and says, `` enjoy your sweet ! ! ''. I questionably say, `` Thanks ''.

I enter the theatre, it 's really muted. I call your name, but there's no solvent. I walk to the family room, and your not there, check the kitchen and still no you. I walk into the dining room and to my surprise there you are ... ... ... .... Naked, your arms tied above your head word to the table wooden leg, your keister is at the bound of the former end of the table, and your ankles are also tied to the tabular array legs. At closer review, there is what appears to be marshmallow cream on your breasts with a peanut on top. You have strawberry sauce down the center of your torso to your belly button, in which appears to be a chocolate sauce, and from there is a caramel sauce leading to your `` good voice '' covered in cool lash. You have something in your mouthpiece, so you do not verbalise. I look and there is a note at your side, it reads, `` Happy Birthday lover, I got you something stew to eat, please follow the directions below :
1. You must get going at my breast, and clean them before moving on.
2. Upon cleaning my entire soundbox with your lip and spit, you are to make love to me, not releasing me, if you need some helper getting started you can take the gag out of my mouth for some encouragement, but I doubt you will need that.
3. After you cum trench inside me you are to kiss my private country and lick me clean.
4. After you clean me, you are to remove the restraints on my ankles, help me slide my head teacher to the end of the table so it can hang off the edge, keeping my hired hand tied, you are to remove my gag and place your member in my oral fissure for a proper cleaning.
5. Whatever else you can think of, I 'm yours ! ! ! ''
I remove my shirt, as I know this is going to get a little messy. I lean over toward you, my natural language extended and place it on your side just below your outstretched arm. You jump as you did n't expect that. Without removing my tongue, I slowly lick up toward your teat, your breast moves slightly due to the press from my tongue. I stop dead of your tit and strike back down to your position, moving over slightly, I repeat this physical process, licking upward, but stopping short of your nipple. This marshmallow emollient is sticky stuff and I decide there is no way to make your breasts `` perfectly '' clean, as I am not that patient. I return to said starting dot, move over alittle Sir Thomas More and repeat, I press down hard letting my tongue really exhort into your chest. You let out a slight moan as you excitement body-build. After about 20 licks around your breast, I see that all that is left is your nipple natural covering. I lean over it and flip the groundnut off of you into my mouth and quickly chew it. next I lean forward, mouth open spacious to go around your nipple and lease in the marshmallow cream. I clamp down on your bosom with suction from my mouth. You jump again. My tongue starts to thumb and go to do work on the cream. Not letting go with the suction, I lick and flick all over your nipple, pressing down on it as I lick, sucking it up onto my mouthpiece, and flicking over the tip of it, as you softly moan and arch your book binding, rasing your bosom to my face. I let go of my suction with the sound of a `` pop ''. I stand there admiring my workplace, and your gorgeous soundbox. I walk around to the other English of the table to duplicate this rape on your other breast. Again, I have you moaning and arching your binding by the time I get to houseclean your nipple off. I stand, stretching my back due to the poor stance of leaning over you for soo long. Satisfied with the cleaning of your breasts I move on ... ... ... ...
The reduce line of strawberry sauce come up way prosperous, as I lick from the center of your titty down to your belly button. The syndicate of coffee sauce is overflowing from your belly button due to your external respiration. I lean down and clamp my mouth around it, and slurp of the fluid. I then stick around my tongue out circling around your belly button, then dive it into it to be for sure that it is plumb. This turns you on some more as you are breathing alittle heavier. I start on the caramel sauce, this is alittle more stickier and requires more than pressure. I decide to go to the end of the table between your spread legs, to uphold with the caramel. Restarting at your belly release, I press down hard with my lingua to be sure to get most of the sauce as I go. When I get to the `` good part '', you instinctively fire your body off the table to meet my font, but I tell you to slow down, I need to get the rest of the caramel. I retrace the caramel way from your belly button to the end. Have I told you before that I love cool whip ? Not causal agency of where it is spread, but that certainly does n't make me like it any less ... ....
I pull one of the chairs up so I can get more well-off for my fete. I start as far out as potential and gently lick the cool whip, it 's melting due to your hotness, so it comes off literal easy, but your friend put this layer on extra thick, which is fine by me. As I get to publicise hide, I apply air pressure with my tongue to clean you better and you jump with excitement. I lick the cool whip, leaving a upright path at your hatchway, you are breathing quite heavy in anticipation of what's next. I decide just to dive right in, pushing my whole expression into the cool whip, mouth clear, lingua extended, licking and nibbling and sucking in the cool whip. I pull one of your lips away from your body with the suction of my rima oris, as you moan. Then I quickly stick my knife into you to be certain there is no chill party whip there, I lick up and down your brim raising my top dog as I get unaired to your clit. There is a pocket-sized layer of slightly melted cool lash around it, and that must be removed to break it. I push my open mouth down around the field, sucking in like I am drinking a Milk River shake, your flesh pulls away from your organic structure into my backtalk and you moan some more. I extend my tongue to relate your button and you jump. I flatten in over your clitoris, smothering it, and slowly lick at it. Slowly at first, sucking on it, and flicking over it and around it. Your breathing gets heavier as I know you are getting tight to a culmination. I increase the speed and the atmospheric pressure, as you raise your hips up into my typeface. My gait quickens, as does the suction, your breathing loudly now, and almost thrashing around as you reach that point, with one final stage big effort, I lock onto your clit as your unanimous body shakes as you have a massive explosion. Your almost convulsing as you do, your pelvis off the mesa as much as you can, my face buried and attached to you. You move your headspring side to side, moaning as you do, as you cum, but being tied down, you ca n't move very far ... ... ... ... ... ... I slowing beginning to loosen my suck as you begin to calm down. I give you little peck of kiss all around that sphere, as your breathing gets closer to a normal pace. acerate leaf to say, after that display, I am fully erect and make to run onto measure 3 of the night, so no surplus encouragement will be needed.


I stand and unclasp my blue jean, shimming them down along with my boxer/briefs in one fell swoop. I step up to the table, charter my member in my hand and playfully reek it 's harshness down onto your exposed, moist part. You jump. I take my member and slowly rub it up and down your possible action, your lips spread inviting me in. I pull away and smack it down onto you, and again you jump and sigh in defeat. You want me inside of you ! ! I again rub my guy around your moist lips and slowly insert the tip, just barely the tip and admit it there. You squirm and try to affect to direct me in, but you can not move enough, and I quickly pull out. Again you suspire. I take my phallus and rub up and down again, this time as your lips piece I insert past the head, you moan as you think you are getting what you want, and I quickly with drawl. You move your body, as best you can in frustration, I look into your eyes, you can not speak, but your eyes are desperately telling me to bring in love to you. I take my guy and quickly with no warning inclose inside of you, past your lips, all the way in. You jump in surprisal and let out a big moan. I slowly withdraw, not all the way, leaving my head inside of you and quickly slam forward again. This move is met with a grunt from you as the table tremble. I again withdraw, this time all the way, and you sigh and moan through the gag frustrated. I insert again, to the hilt, and quickly withdraw partially and mosh back in. I slowly withdraw and re-insert, shit you are hot I think to myself. I am beginning to construct to a regular rythym as I piston in and out of your Netherlands. With my right manus, I reach down and gently purloin your clit, as you moan. I gently massage it in between my finger and pollex. My yard quickens as does the pressure on your button, you are moaning and begin to loose control of your body. With my discharge bridge player, I reach up and gently pinch your left over nipple, then I bear down harder on it and your clit as I start to sweat from the pistoning in and out of your beautiful eubstance. I am ready to cum, so with one last thrust, I impale myself into you, holding it there, as I play with your clit and nipple as you cum as well. My member is throbbing as it pumps my seeded player deep inside of you, as again you shake and thrash your head from position to side. I stay inside of you as we both calm down catching our breath, and I start to lose the stiffness. I slowly pull out as you try to protest, but you are unable to other than make some inaudible noises.
I sit down quickly admiring your knowledgeable arena, as I press my face into your wetness. You jump, as I take a farseeing drawn out swipe with my tongue all the way to the top at your clit. I drag my tongue back down slowly, as your backtalk stay open, inviting me in. I swirl my tongue from side to side, as I stick Thomas More of it into your depths. You try to moan through the gag, but you ca n't. My tongue is stretched as far as it can, my face pressed firmly between your legs, as I lick and make know to your tunnel with my knife. Your wetness combined with my fluid has an intoxicating scent and predilection, as I hungrily lick, slurp and eat our fluids. Your respiration begins to get more deliberate as your excitement soma, I begin to run my whole chief, as I try to get deeply inside of you, as I continue to lick you, pushing my face with more than pressure into you. My tongue is buried deep inside of you, moving around, playfully licking. I take both hands and reach up around the exterior of your thigh and touch your breast. In this position, I squeeze my limb tight against your peg, actually pulling your thighs close to my head, almost squishing my auricle as I hold you sozzled and near to me. With my fingers, I playfully tweak and pinch your nipples. I grab hold of your whole pinhead and clinch, then return to your teat. Meanwhile, you are breathing heavier, as my tongue assault continues on your most buck private share. You are moving your hips up and down on my face, as best you can, me squeezing your stage to my top dog and playing with your boobs proves to me too much, you tense up, not moving a muscle as you moan in the gag, letting go of the biggest climax of the day. I bear down hard on your pap with pressure between my finger and ovolo, sending pain sign to your mastermind but the joy signals from down below over hinge upon them, and you moan as you cum and continue to cum. You are breathing heavy, trying to trance your breathe, as I release the pressure on your mammilla, but my tongue is still inside of you, just gently licking up and down as you calm down. Your breathing is almost normal, as I pull my face away, our middle suffer lovingly and you roll your heart back, as you can not believe how unbelievable that was.
sightedness you cum like that, and me being the one to get you to cum like that has my appendage hard again, and is still in need of the promised cleaning. Per instruction # 5, I untie your peg, and you straighten them out to get the rakehell stream back into your feet. I stand and gently put my hands under your armpits and extract you forward on the table, so your pass is hanging off the edge as requested. You help, shimming along the way. I stand at the head of the mesa, with my fellow member poised right at your oral cavity. I remove the gag, and you open your mouthpiece for me to enter you. With your head hanging down, I enter your mouth, you tongue hang-up across my member. Your sassing clamp down onto me, as I slowly withdraw, you are tasting yourself for the commencement time. The feel is intoxicating, as you think about the flavors, how they got there and where they are from. I slowly and gently piston in and out of your opened, `` O '' shaped mouth. I look down and see your boobs, inviting my workforce to descend play with them. I love boobs !. I fondle them, shake them alittle, making them giggle around, God that is sexy. Almost forgot, as I make know in your mouth, my turmoil builds, playing with your booby helps with that as well. I know your not big on tasting ejaculate, but in this situation, the way I see it, you have no choice, so I continue moving myself in and out of your mouth. It feels so goodness, lovesome and wet, and playing with your boobs just starts to send me over the boundary, I am moving faster, then at the moment of loss, I stop inside your mouth, as my member throb and empties it's cargo in your oral cavity. I hold it there for a moment as I catch my breathe. I withdraw completely and facilitate pull you back up so your head is resting on the table. I lean down to snog you, my cheek still damp from your wetness, as we kiss we open our oral fissure, and to my surprisal, I find a salty film still in your backtalk, as you held it there to share with me. I hungrily tongue wrestle with you savoring the flavor and getting turned on knowing I deposited that in your mouth and now you are sharing it with me. As I smash my brass into yours, I slowing channelize my hand down your belly to your warm spot. I press down firmly at your clit, and actuate my helping hand side to side quickly, as we make out. You attempt to protest, but with my other hand, I hold your face close to mine. As I quickly rub across your clit, you are able to be active stimulate your legs are free, your animal foot are on the table and you push your torso up to meet my handwriting. You are going to cum again, I can feel it, so I continue the steady rythym, till Gallic kissing you all the while. You start to shake, your torso still raised in the air, humping my hand as I rub, you begin to cum, you turn your point away from my kiss and thigh-slapper, `` Oooooohhh Gooooooddddd ... ... ... ..Yyyeeeesssssssssssssssssssss as you release and cum again, moaning and trying to enchant your breathe as you do. This one doesn't final stage as long, and you slowly lower your torso back to the table, and let out the grown sigh ... ... .... '' That was incredible, you're incredible '' you say in between your heavy breaths.
All steps for my birthday are complete, well sorta, you are mine for what ever else I want, so I untie your arms, and help you to your human foot. I wrap my subdivision around you, hugging your nudeness close to my body. I take you by the hand and lead you on a higher floor and jump the shower. I inform you that I will now clean, with soap this fourth dimension, your sweaty, sticky, aphrodisiacal body and you are to just stomach there as I do .