I get to the front door as your close friend is walking out. She has a mephistophelean grin and says, `` delight your dessert ! ! ''. I questionably say, `` Thanks ''.

I enter the house, it 's really calm. I call your name, but there's no solvent. I walk to the menage room, and your not there, check the kitchen and still no you. I walk into the dining room and to my surprisal there you are ... ... ... .... Naked, your arms tied above your read/write head to the tabular array wooden leg, your butt is at the edge of the other end of the table, and your ankles are also tied to the table pegleg. At near inspection, there is what appears to be marshmallow ointment on your breasts with a peanut on top. You have strawberry sauce down the center of your torso to your belly clitoris, in which appears to be a chocolate sauce, and from there is a caramel sauce leading to your `` good part '' covered in cool party whip. You have something in your oral cavity, so you do not mouth. I look and there is a distinction at your slope, it reads, `` Happy birthday lover, I got you something travail to eat, please succeed the guidance below :
1. You must set forth at my breasts, and make clean them before moving on.
2. Upon cleaning my entire torso with your mouth and tongue, you are to make love to me, not releasing me, if you need some service getting started you can take up the gag out of my mouth for some encouragement, but I doubt you will need that.
3. After you cum recondite inside me you are to buss my buck private expanse and lick me blank.
4. After you clean me, you are to hit the control on my ankle, help me slide my fountainhead to the end of the table so it can hang off the edge, keeping my hands tied, you are to polish off my gag and send your member in my back talk 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 little messy. I lean over toward you, my tongue extended and billet 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 pap, your breast move slightly due to the pressure from my clapper. I stop short of your pap and move back down to your side of meat, moving over slightly, I repeat this unconscious process, licking upward, but stopping short of your nipple. This marshmallow cream is steamy hooey and I decide there is no way to make your white meat `` perfectly '' clean, as I am not that patient. I return to said starting point, relocation over alittle Sir Thomas More and repetition, I press down hard letting my knife really urge into your breast. You let out a rebuff moan as you excitement builds. After about 20 lick around your chest, I see that all that is left is your tit covering. I lean over it and thumb the peanut off of you into my lip and quickly chew it. Next I lean forward, mouth open wide to go around your teat and have in the marshmallow cream. I clamp down on your breast with suction from my mouth. You jump again. My natural language starts to flick and go to forge on the cream. Not letting go with the suck, I lick and flick all over your teat, pressing down on it as I lick, sucking it up onto my backtalk, and flicking over the tip of it, as you softly groan and arch your back, rasing your breast to my face. I let go of my suck with the speech sound of a `` pop ''. I stand there admiring my employment, and your gorgeous body. I walk around to the other incline of the tabular array to iterate this assault on your other knocker. Again, I have you moaning and arching your rachis by the time I get to cleaning your pap off. I stand, stretching my back 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 easy, as I lick from the center of your breasts down to your belly push button. The pool of chocolate sauce is overflowing from your belly push button due to your ventilation. I lean down and clamp my lip around it, and slurp of the fluid. I then stick my natural language out circling around your belly button, then plunge it into it to be for sure that it is clear. 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 pressure. I decide to go to the end of the table between your spread stage, to go on with the caramel. Restarting at your belly button, I press down hard with my tongue to be sure to get nigh of the sauce as I go. When I get to the `` good theatrical role '', you instinctively parent your trunk off the table to meet 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 button to the end. Have I told you before that I love cool down whip ? Not movement of where it is spread, but that certainly does n't make water me like it any less ... ....
I pull one of the chairs up so I can get more comfortable for my feast. I start as far out as possible and gently lick the chill whip, it 's melting due to your heat, so it comes off real easy, but your protagonist put this level on surplus thick, which is fine by me. As I get to bare tegument, I apply pressure with my tongue to clean you better and you jump with excitation. I lick the aplomb whip, leaving a perpendicular itinerary at your opening, you are breathing quite big in anticipation of what's next. I decide just to plunk right hand in, pushing my hale facial expression into the cool whip, mouth open, glossa extended, licking and nibbling and sucking in the cool off whip. I pull one of your back talk away from your body with the suck of my oral cavity, as you moan. Then I quickly pose my tongue into you to be sure there is no cool whiplash there, I lick up and down your lips raising my drumhead as I get secretive to your clit. There is a small layer of slightly melted cool whiplash around it, and that must be removed to let out it. I push my undetermined mouth down around the field, sucking in like I am drinking a milk shake, your frame pull away from your body into my oral cavity and you moan some more. I extend my clapper to touch your clit and you jump. I flatten in over your button, smothering it, and slowly lick at it. Slowly at world-class, sucking on it, and flicking over it and around it. Your breathing gets heavier as I know you are getting near to a climax. I increase the speed and the imperativeness, as you raise your hips up into my font. My pace quickens, as does the suction, your breathing loudly now, and almost thrashing around as you reach that head, with one endure big attempt, I lock onto your clit as your completely consistence shakes as you have a massive blowup. Your almost convulsing as you do, your hips off the table as much as you can, my case buried and attached to you. You move your head side to side, moaning as you do, as you cum, but being tied down, you ca n't proceed very far ... ... ... ... ... ... I slowing start to tease my suction as you begin to calm down. I give you little pot of kisses all around that arena, as your breathing gets closer to a pattern pace. needle to say, after that show, I am fully erect and set up to travel onto step 3 of the Nox, so no extra boost will be needed.


I stand and unclasp my jean, shimming them down along with my boxer/briefs in one fell swoop. I step up to the table, guide my member in my hired hand and playfully smell it 's rigourousness down onto your exposed, damp part. You jump. I take my member and slowly rub it up and down your opening, your mouth spread inviting me in. I pull away and smack it down onto you, and again you jump and sigh in frustration. You want me inside of you ! ! I again rub my guy around your moist back talk and slowly enter the tip, just barely the tip and deem it there. You squirm and try to go to take me in, but you can not impress enough, and I quickly pull out. Again you suspire. I take my fellow member and rub up and down again, this meter as your lips function I insert past the forefront, you moan as you think you are getting what you want, and I quickly with drawl. You move your soundbox, as best you can in frustration, I look into your heart, you can not talk, but your eyes are desperately telling me to ca-ca love to you. I take my guy and quickly with no word of advice insert inside of you, past your lips, all the way in. You jump in surprise and let out a big moan. I slowly withdraw, not all the way, leaving my head inside of you and quickly slam dance forward again. This motion is met with a oink from you as the table handshaking. I again withdraw, this metre all the way, and you sigh and moan through the gag frustrated. I insert again, to the hilt, and quickly draw partially and mosh back in. I slowly withdraw and re-insert, tinker's damn you are hot I think to myself. I am beginning to work up to a steady rythym as I piston in and out of your Kingdom of The Netherlands. With my right hand hired hand, I reach down and gently pinch your button, as you moan. I gently massage it in between my finger's breadth and thumb. My pace quickens as does the imperativeness on your clit, you are moaning and begin to unleash controller of your body. With my liberal hand, I reach up and gently pinch your entrust mamilla, then I bear down harder on it and your button as I start to sweat from the pistoning in and out of your beautiful consistence. I am ready to cum, so with one final stage 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 come recondite 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 breath, and I start to suffer the stiffness. I slowly pull out as you try to protest, but you are unable to other than make some inaudible haphazardness.
I sit down quickly admiring your informal area, as I press my face into your wetness. You jump, as I take a long drawn out swipe with my natural language 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 more of it into your depths. You try to moan through the gag, but you ca n't. My natural language is stretched as far as it can, my face pressed firmly between your legs, as I lick and make make love to your tunnel with my tongue. Your wetness combined with my fluid has an pick up scent and taste, as I hungrily solve, slurp and eat our fluids. Your breathing begins to get more deliberate as your hullabaloo builds, I begin to be active my whole head, as I try to get thick inside of you, as I continue to solve you, pushing my face with more atmospheric pressure into you. My tongue is buried late inside of you, moving around, playfully licking. I take both hands and reach up around the outside of your thigh and touch your tit. In this position, I squeeze my arms tight against your pegleg, actually pulling your second joint close to my head, almost squishing my auricle as I hold you tight and close to me. With my fingers, I playfully tweak and pinch your nipple. I grab cargo hold of your whole breast and squeeze, then return to your nipple. Meanwhile, you are breathing heavier, as my tongue violation continues on your most private parts. You are moving your hips up and down on my face, as best you can, me squeezing your legs to my head and playing with your dummy proves to me too much, you tense up, not moving a muscle as you moan in the gag, letting go of the magnanimous orgasm of the day. I bear down hard on your pap with pressure sensation between my finger and thumb, sending pain signal to your encephalon but the pleasure signaling from down below over ride them, and you moan as you cum and continue to cum. You are breathing heavy, trying to catch your breathe, as I release the imperativeness on your nipples, 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 optic meet lovingly and you roll your eyes back, as you can not believe how incredible that was.
Seeing you cum like that, and me being the one to do you to cum like that has my member hard again, and is still in need of the call cleansing. Per instruction # 5, I untie your legs, and you straighten them out to get the blood menstruation back into your feet. I stand and gently put my mitt under your armpits and pull you forward on the table, so your question is hanging off the edge as requested. You help, shimming along the way. I stand at the head teacher of the table, with my member poised right at your mouth. I remove the gag, and you open your backtalk for me to figure you. With your head hanging down, I enter your rima oris, you tongue rubs across my member. Your lips clamp down onto me, as I slowly withdraw, you are tasting yourself for the first metre. The smell 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 oral fissure. I look down and see your boobs, inviting my hands to do play with them. I love boobs !. I fondle them, shake them alittle, making them titter around, God that is sexy. Almost forgot, as I make love in your mouth, my excitement habitus, playing with your boobs helps with that as well. I know your not big on tasting semen, but in this billet, the way I see it, you have no pick, so I continue moving myself in and out of your mouth. It feels so dependable, warm and wet, and playing with your bosom just starts to send me over the edge, I am moving faster, then at the moment of release, I stop inside your mouth, as my member throbs and empties it's load in your mouth. I hold it there for a second as I catch my breathe. I withdraw completely and help oneself pull you back up so your header is resting on the table. I lean down to buss you, my human face still damp from your wetness, as we kiss we heart-to-heart our mouthpiece, and to my surprise, I find a salty picture still in your mouth, as you held it there to share with me. I hungrily tongue wriggle with you savoring the flavor and getting turned on knowing I deposited that in your oral fissure and now you are sharing it with me. As I smash my human face into yours, I slowing manoeuver my hand down your belly to your affectionate office. I press down firmly at your button, and affect my hand side to side quickly, as we make out. You attempt to resist, but with my other hand, I hold your expression close to mine. As I quickly rub across your clit, you are able to go cause your legs are free, your pes are on the table and you push your torso up to fulfil my manus. You are going to cum again, I can palpate it, so I continue the steady rythym, till Gallic kissing you all the piece. You start to shake, your torso still raised in the air, humping my bridge player as I rub, you begin to cum, you turn your promontory away from my buss and wow, `` 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 take down your torso back to the table, and let out the biggest sigh ... ... .... '' That was incredible, you're unbelievable '' you say in between your heavy breaths.
All measure for my birthday are consummate, well sorta, you are mine for what ever else I want, so I untie your arms, and assist 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 originate the shower. I inform you that I will now scavenge, with soap this sentence, your sweaty, mucilaginous, sexy body and you are to just place upright there as I do .