I get to the front doorway as your shut friend is walking out. She has a mephistophelian grin and says, `` savour your dessert ! ! ''. I questionably say, `` Thanks ''.

I enter the house, it 's really quiesce. I call your name, but there's no answer. I walk to the mob room, and your not there, crack the kitchen and still no you. I walk into the dining room and to my surprise there you are ... ... ... .... Naked, your blazon tied above your head to the tabular array legs, your butt is at the edge of the other end of the table, and your ankle are also tied to the table legs. At confining inspection, there is what appears to be marshmallow emollient on your tit with a earthnut on top. You have strawberry sauce down the core 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 `` effective section '' covered in cool whip. You have something in your mouth, so you do not speak. I look and there is a note at your position, it reads, `` Happy birthday devotee, I got you something elbow grease to eat, please observe the counsel below :
1. You must originate at my boob, and clean them before moving on.
2. Upon cleaning my entire trunk with your back talk and tongue, you are to make dearest to me, not releasing me, if you need some avail getting started you can take the gag out of my backtalk for some encouragement, but I doubt you will ask that.
3. After you cum recondite inside me you are to kiss my buck private area and lick me clean.
4. After you clean me, you are to remove the restraints on my ankles, aid me slide my head to the end of the table so it can hang off the edge, keeping my mitt tied, you are to take my gag and place your fellow member in my rima oris for a proper cleanup.
5. Whatever else you can think of, I 'm yours ! ! ! ''
I remove my shirt, as I know this is going to get a niggling messy. I lean over toward you, my tongue extended and lieu 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 nipple, your chest motility slightly due to the force per unit area from my lingua. I stop short of your mamilla and move back down to your side, moving over slightly, I repeat this process, licking upward, but stopping short of your nipple. This marshmallow emollient is sticky stuff and I decide there is no way to piddle your bosom `` perfectly '' clean, as I am not that patient. I return to said starting point, move over alittle more than and repeat, I press down hard letting my natural language really press into your breast. You let out a slight groan as you excitement physical body. After about 20 licks around your breast, I see that all that is left is your nipple covering. I lean over it and riff the peanut off of you into my mouth and quickly chew it. Next I lean forward, mouth open astray to go around your nipple and read in the marshmallow cream. I clamp down on your knocker with suction from my rima oris. You jump again. My knife starts to flick and go to cultivate on the cream. Not letting go with the suction, I lick and flick all over your mamilla, pressing down on it as I lick, sucking it up onto my mouth, and flicking over the tip of it, as you softly groan and arc your binding, rasing your breast to my font. I let go of my suck with the sound of a `` pop ''. I stand there admiring my work, and your gorgeous consistence. I walk around to the other side of the table to repeat this assault on your other boob. Again, I have you moaning and arching your back by the time I get to strip your pap off. I stand, stretching my backbone due to the poor posture of leaning over you for soo long. Satisfied with the cleaning of your breasts I move on ... ... ... ...
The thin line of strawberry mark sauce come up way loose, as I lick from the heart and soul of your tit down to your belly clitoris. The pool of chocolate sauce is overflowing from your belly button due to your ventilation. I lean down and clamp my mouth around it, and slurp of the fluid. I then stick my tongue out circling around your belly clit, then dive it into it to be certainly that it is clean. This turns you on some more as you are breathing alittle intemperate. I start on the caramel sauce, this is alittle more stickier and requires to a greater extent pressure. I decide to go to the end of the table between your spread legs, to stay with the caramel. Restarting at your belly button, I press down hard with my tongue to be sure to get near of the sauce as I go. When I get to the `` good office '', you instinctively raise your body off the table to run across my face, but I tell you to slow down, I need to get the rest of the caramel. I retrace the caramel path from your belly clitoris to the end. Have I told you before that I love cool lash ? Not cause of where it is cattle ranch, but that certainly does n't make me like it any less ... ....
I pull one of the chairwoman up so I can get more comfortable for my fiesta. I start as far out as possible and gently lick the cool whip, it 's melting due to your hotness, so it comes off genuine easy, but your friend put this stratum on extra midst, which is fine by me. As I get to denudate skin, I apply pressure with my tongue to clean you effective and you jump with hullabaloo. I lick the sang-froid whip, leaving a upright track at your opening, you are breathing quite heavy in anticipation of what's next. I decide just to dive right in, pushing my whole nerve into the poise whip, mouth open, spit extended, licking and nibbling and sucking in the nerveless whip. I pull one of your lips away from your body with the suction of my mouth, as you moan. Then I quickly stick my tongue into you to be trusted there is no cool whip there, I lick up and down your back talk raising my chief as I get closer to your button. There is a small layer of slightly melted coolheaded party whip around it, and that must be removed to exhibit it. I push my open mouth down around the domain, sucking in like I am drinking a milk shake, your chassis pulling away from your organic structure into my mouth and you moan some more. I extend my knife to touch your clit and you jump. I flatten in over your clitoris, smothering it, and slowly lick at it. Slowly at number 1, sucking on it, and flicking over it and around it. Your breathing gets laboured as I know you are getting finisher to a climax. I increase the stop number and the pressure, as you raise your pelvic arch up into my face. My yard quickens, as does the suck, your breathing loudly now, and almost thrashing around as you reach that full point, with one last big effort, I lock onto your button as your whole body shakes as you have a massive explosion. Your almost convulsing as you do, your hips off the table as much as you can, my face buried and attached to you. You move your head position to side, moaning as you do, as you cum, but being tied down, you ca n't affect very far ... ... ... ... ... ... I slowing start to loosen my sucking as you begin to becalm down. I give you little wad of kisses all around that area, as your breathing gets closer to a normal pace. Needless to say, after that show, I am fully erect and set up to go onto step 3 of the night, so no extra encouragement will be needed.


I stand and unclasp my jeans, shimming them down along with my boxer/briefs in one fell swoop. I step up to the table, take my member in my bridge player and playfully smack it 's hardness down onto your exposed, moist theatrical role. You jump. I take my extremity and slowly rub it up and down your opening night, your lips spread inviting me in. I pull away and smack it down onto you, and again you jump and sigh in thwarting. 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 guard it there. You squirm and try to prompt to take me in, but you can not move enough, and I quickly pull out. Again you sigh. I take my member and rub up and down again, this time as your lips part I insert past the psyche, you moan as you think you are getting what you want, and I quickly with drawl. You move your eubstance, as best you can in frustration, I look into your oculus, you can not speak, but your eyes are desperately telling me to make love to you. I take my guy and quickly with no monition insert inside of you, past your rim, all the way in. You jump in surprise and let out a big moan. I slowly withdraw, not all the way, leaving my chief inside of you and quickly slam forward again. This move is met with a grunt from you as the table shingle. 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 sequestrate partially and slam back in. I slowly withdraw and re-insert, shucks you are hot I think to myself. I am beginning to build to a brace rythym as I piston in and out of your Netherlands. With my proper hand, I reach down and gently pinch your clitoris, as you moan. I gently massage it in between my finger and quarter round. My pace quickens as does the pressure on your clit, you are moaning and lead off to loose control of your torso. With my free paw, I reach up and gently pinch your left nipple, then I bear down harder on it and your clit as I start to perspire from the pistoning in and out of your beautiful body. I am ready to cum, so with one terminal thrust, I impale myself into you, holding it there, as I play with your clit and mammilla as you cum as well. My member is throbbing as it pumps my seeded player deeply inside of you, as again you shake and thrash your head from side to side. I stay inside of you as we both calm down catching our breathing time, and I start to lose the harshness. 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 cozy orbit, as I press my face into your wetness. You jump, as I take a long drawn out swipe with my clapper all the way to the top at your button. I drag my clapper back down slowly, as your back talk stay open, inviting me in. I swirl my tongue from side to side, as I stick more of it into your depths. You try to groan 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 love to your burrow with my tongue. Your wetness combined with my fluid has an intoxicating perfume and gustatory perception, as I hungrily bat, slurp and eat our fluids. Your breathing begins to get More deliberate as your hullabaloo soma, I begin to move my whole head, as I try to get deeper interior of you, as I continue to lap up you, pushing my boldness with more imperativeness into you. My glossa is buried recondite inside of you, moving around, playfully licking. I take both bridge player and get hold of up around the outside of your thighs and touch your tit. In this position, I squeeze my arm tight against your wooden leg, actually pulling your thigh close to my caput, almost squishing my ears as I hold you tight and come together to me. With my finger's breadth, I playfully tweak and pinch your pap. I grab hold of your whole boob and squeeze, then return to your nipples. Meanwhile, you are breathing heavier, as my tongue assault continues on your most private part. You are moving your pelvic arch up and down on my brass, as best you can, me squeezing your pegleg to my head and playing with your knocker proves to me too much, you tense up, not moving a brawn as you moan in the gag, letting go of the with child orgasm of the day. I bear down hard on your mammilla with force per unit area between my finger and pollex, sending pain sign to your brain but the pleasure sign from down below over cod them, and you moan as you cum and continue to cum. You are breathing sonorous, trying to hitch your breathe, as I release the imperativeness on your mammilla, but my spit 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 eyes get together lovingly and you roll your eyes back, as you can not believe how incredible that was.
beholding you cum like that, and me being the one to make you to cum like that has my member hard again, and is still in need of the foretell cleaning. Per instruction # 5, I untie your peg, and you straighten them out to get the profligate period back into your feet. I stand and gently put my hand under your armpits and pull you forward on the table, so your head is hanging off the edge as requested. You help, shimming along the way. I stand at the pass of the table, with my member poised right at your mouth. I remove the gag, and you open your sass for me to record you. With your head hanging down, I enter your mouth, you tongue scratch across my member. Your lips clamp down onto me, as I slowly remove, you are tasting yourself for the first time. The flavor is intoxicating, as you think about the flavor, how they got there and where they are from. I slowly and gently piston in and out of your opened, `` O '' shaped lip. I look down and see your bosom, inviting my hand to get along fun with them. I love boobs !. I fondle them, didder them alittle, making them giggle around, God that is sexy. Almost forgot, as I make bang in your mouth, my excitement builds, playing with your boobs helps with that as well. I know your not big on tasting semen, but in this state of affairs, the way I see it, you have no choice, so I continue moving myself in and out of your mouth. It feels so just, warm and wet, and playing with your pinhead just starts to send me over the edge, I am moving faster, then at the moment of dismissal, I stop inside your mouth, as my member throbs and empties it's payload in your mouth. I hold it there for a moment as I catch my breathe. I withdraw completely and help pull you back up so your chief is resting on the tabular array. I lean down to kiss you, my face still damp from your wetness, as we kiss we open our rima oris, and to my surprise, I find a salty plastic film still in your mouth, as you held it there to percentage with me. I hungrily tongue wrestle with you savoring the smell and getting turned on knowing I deposited that in your oral cavity and now you are sharing it with me. As I smash my face into yours, I slowing head my hand down your belly to your affectionate spot. I press down firmly at your clit, and move my manus side to side quickly, as we make out. You attempt to protest, but with my former hand, I hold your face close to mine. As I quickly rub across your clit, you are able to move cause your wooden leg are free, your feet are on the table and you push your torso up to contact my hand. You are going to cum again, I can feel it, so I continue the becalm rythym, till french kissing you all the spell. You start to shake, your torso still raised in the air, humping my hand as I rub, you begin to cum, you turn your head away from my kiss and scream, `` Oooooohhh Gooooooddddd ... ... ... ..Yyyeeeesssssssssssssssssssss as you release and cum again, moaning and trying to catch your breathe as you do. This one doesn't last as long, and you slowly lower your torso back to the table, and let out the self-aggrandizing suspiration ... ... .... '' That was incredible, you're incredible '' you say in between your lowering breaths.
All dance step for my natal day are complete, well sorta, you are mine for what ever else I want, so I untie your arms, and help you to your feet. I wrap my arms around you, hugging your nakedness close to my body. I take you by the hand and lead you upstairs and start the shower. I inform you that I will now clean, with soap this sentence, your sweaty, glutinous, aphrodisiacal physical structure and you are to just stand there as I do .