1 comments/ 8543 views/ 0 favorites Afterwork Entertainment By: Navillus "Be here in fifteen minutes, slut. Coat and thigh highs only!" I hang up having just got in from work and having sorted the evenings entertainment. I'd said the keyword so she was mine to command until I released her or she safe-worded. She never has yet but she had been close on occasion. I move to the kitchen and fix myself a G+T, removing my shirt as I do so. Walking in bare feet on the slightly cool laminate flooring, sipping my drink, I move into the living room and fix the ring into the ceiling. Just as I finish, the doorbell goes. I move to the intercom and flick on the CCTV and sound. "Is that proper attire, slut?" I watch as she removes the coat revealing her toned body, as well as the soft black thigh-high leather boots. She folds the coat over her arm, holding it slightly to one side, knowing occluding my view would earn punishment, and I buzz her through. "Take the stairs and hurry. Less than a minute left." I smile as I flick off the screen and move to the door languidly. I have time as I live in the penthouse. She knocks and I wait 5 seconds before opening the door and pointing to a spot to my right, taking her coat from her and turning away, confident in her obedience. As I turn back, I pause admiring the view of her 5'10" frame. Her full breasts rising and falling with her heavy breathing, not surprising given that she lives just over a mile away. I trace my gaze down her sides over her pert arse, as she stands back straight arms by her sides looking straight ahead knowing deviation will bring my displeasure. I reach forwards and grasp her waist length blonde loose pony tail at the base. Pulling my hand down I cause her head to tilt until she is looking up at the ceiling. "Hands on your head, slut!" She moves her hands to her fringe, pinning it back and letting me look down into her wide eyes. Oh, the advantages of being 6'3" making this easy despite the 3" heel on her boots. I luxuriate in the feel of her slightly damp thick hair in my fist. Then I bring my other hand up and grip her throat, giving it a light squeeze before moving my fingers to her jaw and exerting pressure to open it up. She flinches, closing her eyes as I spit directly into her mouth. Releasing her hair, I reach for my drink taking a mouthful and savouring the taste before dribbling it down into her mouth. She's been here before and knows what I want. Tilting her head slightly to ensure she can keep the fluid in her mouth and still breathe, she forces her eyes to remain open as I once again spit directly into her orifice. Taking another mouthful I fill her mouth until it is almost overflowing and then swallow. I finish the last of the drink before setting it aside and reaching forwards to cup her 34E tits. The ice in the glass had done its job and this contact caused her flesh to goosebump. It failed however to harden her nipples, this thought put a smile on my lips. I squeeze the firm round natural mounds standing proudly from her chest with no hint of the sag so frequently affecting those blessed with such large mammae. Running my hands outward and up her arms to the elbows makes her shudder as I tickle slightly, she is blessedly smooth and I momentarily wonder how often she has to be waxed before my wandering mind returns to the task at hand. On reaching the elbows I change direction sweeping down her toned arms marvelling at the feel of the muscle and my fortune in finding such a beauty, that has sufficient power that I don't feel worried when playing and that I do not have to pretend when it is her turn. I skate my hands over her armpits and down her ribcage, revelling in the feel of her. I watch her face as she struggles to keep the liquid in her mouth, whilst I am being so distracting. My hands squeeze her 29" waist inwards feeling stomach muscles, which she has thankfully not overdone so her stomach is flat, rather than muscled. Continuing downwards I feel the flare of her 36" hips, running my hands backwards to grip her arse before going down the sides of her thighs to the tops of the boots. Tapping my foot on the insides of her ankles makes her spread her legs. Kneeling, I run my hands around the top of the boots and then switch them to the opposite legs. Running my hands up to cup just beneath her mound, I marvel at the small amount of moisture already starting to glisten in front of me. I squeeze my hands briefly, release her thighs and stand. "Swallow, slut." As she shuts her mouth and works her adam's apple I swing my hand forwards giving her a blow directly to her clean shaven mound, though the lack of stubble suggests not actually shaven. "Well slut?" She splutters her thanks, an incoherent babble that I cut off with a slap. She continues, in a slightly more composed manner. "Thank you, sir. How best may I please you, sir." Her voice is ponderous, that slight uncertainty very exquisite. Smiling at her, I reach forward and grip her throat in my hand, cutting off the sounds she was making. Gently, I manipulate her head causing her to move her feet to keep the strain from her neck. I guide her slowly moving as if to take her into the living room. She yelps, as suddenly I thrust my hand towards the wall causing her to stumble. Pressing her face into the wall, I capture her wrists and pin them in the small of her back. "Was that a noise I heard slut?" Caressing her ass with my free hand, feeling her smooth warm flesh. She nods, looking back over her slightly tensed shoulder. Evidently wondering what sort of mood I'm in from the look in her eye. "Good you are truthful, though I suppose you're expecting leniency then. That's quite devious isn't it slut." Her eyes shoot wide open as she shakes her head vehemently. I chuckle as I grab a handful of flesh. "Don't worry slut." I swing my hand and thump her once on each cheek. I reach sideways and pick up one of the short stretches on rope I had placed on the table earlier. Quickly tying a hitch round one of her wrists one handed. the rope then gets wound between elbow and wrist effectively securing it there. I pick the other bit of rope and repeat the procedure on the other wrist and elbow. I reach up grip the base of her pony tail and manoeuvre her away from the wall. Admiring her jutting out breasts, the tie keeping her shoulders pinned back. I once more reach for the table picking up the last item I had brought out to the hall. A solid Venetian mask that my slut had had moulded specially, my matching one was no doubt in a drawer at her house with the rest of her toys. The mask covered the eyes and the upper part of the face down to the nose with panels running down her cheeks to the thick collar that would keep her head upright as long as she wore it. The top of the mask could be secured around the top of her head by a detachable strap or by a pair of hooks to go round her ears, leaving her hair unencumbered. I'd opted for the ear hooks and quickly placed it onto her face where it appeared to be moulded to her eye sockets. I knew from experience that she would be unable to see any trace of light. "Trust me, slut." I'm reassuring as I complete her attire with some in-ear headphones, the player for which I hang from her collar. I switch it on and now she has very little outside stimulus. I walk slowly into the next room taking care to keep her in view, I see her shift slightly from foot to foot as she senses that I'm not close due to lack of heat on her skin. I return to the hall holding a tray I had just removed from the fridge. On the tray was a set of butterfly clamps connected by a fine short chain and another chain designed to be clipped to it. Placing the tray on the table, I stroke her lips with my fingers and gently press against them. She parts her lips to let me inside and I slip finger and thumb inside and grip her tongue, which I pull on gently forcing her to stick it out. Then I attach a clothes peg to her tongue with the loose chain also in its jaws. The dangling chain brushes the upper slopes of her breasts. Twisting her nipples slightly I tease them slightly in order to ensure that they are completely erect. Then lowering my head I gently suck her nipple into my mouth deliberately warming it up, switching between the nipples to make them both warm. Then I attach the butterfly clamps to her nipples, listening to her moan around the peg in her open mouth. After combining the chains, I attach a leash to them and gently pull her towards me. She stumbles forwards following the pressure on her nipples and tongue. I drag her into the living room and over towards my comfortable recliner. I stop moving, watching her stumble to a halt. Gripping her shoulders to control her, I make her stand in front of my chair on the piece of plywood there with a sybian attached. Pushing downwards causes her to kneel. I crouch and ensure that the sybian is properly situated on her body. I rock back on my heels just admiring the exquisite sight before me and press the button on my cine-cam, knowing that the video will certainly give me pleasure later and confident in the knowledge that she would like to watch this as well. After a minute of just gazing at the ravishing sight before me, I pick up the waist strap with its bungee cord connecting it to the board and attach it round her waist. Then comes the removal of the clothes peg from her tongue. Whilst she works it around her mouth to restore complete feeling, I screw a pair of metal circlets into the board just below her knees. Then reaching up I switch her headphones to the house's entertainment circuit. I sit down behind her. Picking up a paddle brush and removing the tie around her hair. After working the brush through her hair a couple of times, I lean forward and run my hands around her sides to the clamps, which I play with momentarily before removing them and casting them aside. Gripping and mauling the mounds on her chest, for the benefit of the camera. Then I lean back into my seat legs stretched out resting near her hips. I turn on a long piece of classical music on the entertainment system and hear the yelp as my slut notices that the sybian has been slaved to the system, as the music swells so does the power of the sybian. I settle into combing out her hair in preparation for the rest of my plan watching as she starts to squirm on the device. Smiling I watch as she grinds her hips around on the sybian. As the music builds in intensity and her breathe comes in pants I start to wonder whether she realises that she needs to ask permission to come. I finish brushing out her hair and start to fasten it in a braid down her spine. Pulling hard in order to get the braid to my liking. As I reach the end of her hair, I pick the end up and grip it and her shoulder to keep her in place. Then I once more pick up the paddle brush and begin to lightly spank her with the back, raining blows over her back and ass. Swivelling the brush in my hand I begin to swat at her, reaching round I begin to strike at her breasts and nipples listening to her cries of pain. I undo the waist belt and lean her forwards knowing that this will grind her clit directly into the buzzing thing she is riding. Quickly I smear lubricant between her ass cheeks and start to rub a thick ass hook there, until she starts to buck backwards into it. Once it sash finally slid in, her breath starts to become more and more ragged. I lean her backwards removing her clit from its position and she growls her displeasure. I move my feet to her hips to keep her in place as I remove my hand from her shoulder, undoing the clasp on the collar. I keep her pressed down with my weight as I patiently undo some braid in order to tie the ass hook in place. Her head is captivatingly pulled back by the braid exposing her throat, through some chance the mask stays put on her face. As I complete the braid, she starts to make her characteristic noises of her impending release. I lean back watching her mouth move slowly knowing her heaving breasts will make a delicious view for the camera. She comes with hardly a sound but I know what I'm looking for and as she comes down from the high, her ass gets jabbed with one of her favourite implements to torment me with: a cattle-prod. The spark flies and she shrieks. "Sorry sir. It was just too much sir." She knows that receiving punishment whilst unable to hear is permission to speak. I keep my weight on her hips and gently push her shoulders forwards making her tits hang ponderously before her. She groans as her clit is pressed downwards. Suddenly she is begging me to let her come and complaining that she cant hold out any more. She manages for quite some time her pleas getting slowly more desperate as her breathing gets shallower and shallower. I keep silent knowing that there isn't long left in this track and that the system is only playing it. She goes over the edge in the dying seconds of the song making short sharp pants. The music stops and I listen to her pleas that she just couldn't help herself, waiting for her to quiet down. When she has finally run out of steam, I stroke the prod back and forth over her buttocks. Quickly I hit the button causing it to hit one cheek then the other. She sobs as I do so and I lean forward remove the mask and kiss her quickly letting her control the pace allowing her to adjust to the sensation. I have my doubts that introducing the prod was the correct idea, when I feel her tongue start to invade my mouth, ah it seems she did enjoy it and most of that was in character. I resume my role and press my tongue forwards invading her mouth with my tongue. Pulling away from the kiss I completely remove the mask and headphones, then reach down and unscrew the bands from her legs. Gripping her throat I help her to her feet and walk her to the centre of the room. Once there I throw her to the floor, making her sprawl on a rug. Crushing her breasts beneath her slightly. Unzipping her boots, I caress her legs. Massaging them knowing that they will be stiff from the restraints and that they are about to be kept still for a while. I secure her right ankle with a rope looping it up to her arms causing her leg to be bent upwards. Grabbing the left ankle I bend her other leg to approximately the same position and tie the rope off on her ankle. Next I set up the pulley system to the ceiling ring and then start tying off the supports on her legs. Once I have 3 points of contact on each leg all loosely connected to the ring, I place a couple of loops of braided rope just under her shoulders. Tightening the ropes off I lift her slightly off the ground just enough to get clearance and hurriedly pull the 2 ready made rope slings one under her breasts the other across her hips, then lowering her quickly. I complete the suspension rig ensuring that her weight is evenly distributed and no skin is caught in the rope. Then up she comes level to my standing crotch height. Then picking up lighter rope, I secure her arms to the ring and make sure she cannot keep her arms down, also I add tighten the rope to her ankles to further restrict her. Admiring her twirling form, I busy myself preparing the various implements I am about to bestow on her writhing body. Moving to just in front of my wriggling captive I kneel down and gaze into her deep blue eyes. Running my hands over her lightly tanned creamy skin, adjusting the ropes slightly to make sure that she will be comfortable throughout, and that blood flow will be maintained to all her extremities. I complete my circuit round her form, and lean in towards her face. She smiles expecting me to continue my movement and kiss her. Instead I listen to her gasp as I dart in closer and lick her ear then bite her earlobe. Pulling back I kiss her on the lips quickly. "Try not to anticipate me, slut. You're not very good at it." Reaching forward I grip a nipple and pull it harshly downwards making her gasp. Standing I move the ropes spinning her slowly on the large metal ring that is attached to the ceiling. I dart my hand into the tangle and flick the switch on the ass hook, making it throb and pulse, as the embedded vibrator starts up. She starts to moan and I grab her knee stopping her spin dead. Stroking the length of her thighs I start to tease apart her labia. Watching as the moisture gently seeps out. I maintain my ministrations ensuring that I only give the lightest of touches causing her to moan and try to manoeuvre herself backwards onto my fingers. After a minute or so I extract the clit clamp with its bell from my pocket. Being very careful not to let it sound and so alert her to its presence, I reach forwards and gently attach it to the outside of her hood so she can withstand the sensation for a while. Moving away I smile listening to the jangle of the bell as she bucks in her bonds. Her sighs as the vibe and clamp do their work are gratifying. Picking up my crop and cane from where I had hidden them out of sight. I am stood directly behind her and out of her view. Striding quickly I once again grasp her ankle, I place the two handles in her hand. She gets the message and grips them firmly. I run my hand over her cheek allowing my fingers to gently trace her lips. My other hand strokes her breasts feeling her nipples pressing into my palm. As my fingers enter her mouth and press slowly deeper towards her throat, I start gripping her breasts with as much pressure as I can manage enjoying the feeling of those full round objects in my hand. Removing my hand from her face I reach for and grasp the cane, not relenting with my hand on her breast. First I gently strike her left ass cheek causing a cry to come from her lips, I start alternating my hits between her cheeks. She dutifully starts counting the strikes and thanking me, releasing her breast I retrieve the crop and command her to silence. Alternating I use cane on arse and crop on breasts making both start to appear red. The sound of the bell is mingling all the while with her moans and grunts as she gets closer to climax. Stepping back a half step I twirl her so I am between her legs and start to strike her inner thighs with crop and the soles of her feet with the cane. She starts to yelp and in response I increase the intensity of the hits I am administering. The end of the crop is getting closer and closer to her lips and I watch her starting to pulse. I flip the vibe up a level. "Count slut." I start to swing the crop with force, aiming directly for her lips. After 3 hits she sobs her count, I continue stroking the tip backwards and forwards. The 4th hit makes her cry out vocally, I draw the crop backwards and pause listening to her harsh breathing I wait and watch the ripples start to move over her muscles in her legs. I swing forwards aiming directly at her clit. I strike and instead of the count or cry I expected, I get silence. Then I notice that her legs and cunt lips are spasming, she is leaking fluid liberally over the end of the crop. As she stops I gently remove the clamp from her clit. "Thank you, sir. That was amazing, haven't felt like that for a long, long time." "Last week then slut." I chuckle gently inserting the egg I'd picked up inside her on the medium setting. Grasping her labia I pull them out and over her opening joining them up and clipping them shut with a bulldog clamp. She shudders slightly and whimpers feeling the bite of the clamp on her labia. Slapping her arse with my hand I grasp the tangle of ropes above her and spin her rapidly. She spins round twice before I reach out and slap her cheek stopping her dead. My thumb starts to massage her lips causing her to part them I'm squatting down on my heels watching her eyes which are obediently staying wide open listening to the hum of the vibes. Pressing my thumb into her mouth I start to play with her tongue, chasing it backwards and forwards inside her mouth. Afterwork Entertainment Moving my hand and removing my thumb allows me to press three fingers directly into her mouth. Caressing her well formed teeth I feel the lack of fillings and the way her teeth meet by design. Hmmm no orthodontics for her, my irrational annoyance sparks and I hurriedly push my fingers into her mouth towards her throat. I watch her eyes begin to water as I hook my fingers round the back of her tongue and listen to her gag reflex start. As her throat starts to massage my fingers I tighten my grip on her chin and lift causing her hair to slacken but giving me a view of the upper slopes of her breasts down to her two nipples standing out pert and round begging for attention. Instead I move my hand back and quickly slap her breasts causing them to swing beneath her. Shifting to my knees I remove my hand completely and watch her gasping for breath struggling to stop gagging. I reach down and unzip my slacks fishing my hard cock front the confines of my boxers. Gently I apply her saliva from my fingers to the outside of its length. Leaning in I kiss her and whilst pulling away bite her lip and stretch it out. Then I renew my assault on her oral cavity, pushing 4 fingers in and seeking to get a portion of the way to her throat. Then hand slick with saliva I move the other hand into her mouth and start to apply the saliva to the tip of my cock gently stroking the head. My hands switch from feeling her throat contract around them, to stroking up and down my hardness from the cool steel ring to the very tip. After a couple of minutes of listening to her breath become more ragged but a diminishing gag reflex I stand and wipe my fingers in her hair, swinging my hips from side to side I slap her face with my length. She opens her lips wide and struggles to capture my swinging member between them. I stop moving long enough to allow her to latch her lips around the head and then with a rapid thrust I cause the head of my cock to sink into the velvety folds of her throat feeling the spasming embrace welcome me. One hand in the ropes and one on the back of her head I start to pump into her mouth feeling the slick wetness of her lips stroke the outside of her shaft. My head alternating between being enveloped in the spasming folds of her throat and the warm and welcoming administrations of her tongue. After a couple of minutes of this rhythm, I sink myself as far as I can go so her nose is pressed into my pelvic bone. I feel the convulsive swallowing on the head and top inch or so of my cock as I feel her lips part slightly as her tongue moves out and starts to caress all of my balls she can reach. Feeling myself on the edge of emptying myself into her throat I pull out of her suctioning mouth with a plop. I take deep calming breaths as I walk away from her shucking out of the remainder of my clothes. Now naked I pick up the next batch of toys. A red penis gag two inches smaller than myself and with less girth so it could stay happily in her mouth for a while, and a pair of vicious crocodile clamps complete with a couple of ounce weights each. Once more I kneel in front of her and watch patiently as she works her jaw before accepting the gag inside her mouth. Buckling it securely behind her head I move my fingers to her nipples feeling the eraser sized hardness. I apply the jaws of the crocodile clip one to each nipple capturing a little breast meat as well. Then I hang the weights from the clips seeing her breasts elongate and become more pyramidal. I run the fingers of one hand along her sternum between the taut flesh of her breasts, whilst the other flicks at the weights causing the clips to swing painfully. Gripping her shoulder I spin her round grab her ankle and walk her so that she faces the full length mirror I'd moved from the bedroom that morning. Removing the bulldog clamp and egg I toss them casually aside and grip the ass hook firmly. Pulling it backwards I work it out of her crack whilst her hair is pulled taut and her neck shows that she is attempting to put slack in her hair. When it is finally free I hook it into the tangle of ropes to keep it out the way. Gripping her knees I line myself up and switch my hands to her hips. Her pussy is almost dripping it looks so wet and I waste no time and sink myself to the hilt feeling the slickness of her tight tunnel. I use my hands on her hips and my own thrusting to move myself in and out of her. I feel her start to press inwards on my cock massaging it even as it presses into her g spot and I know my balls that are swinging beneath her will be tickling her clit with their momentum. The pressure from her vagina walls increases in intensity as I continue to saw myself in and out. Suddenly I feel an almighty squeeze as she cums. Her pussy clamps vice like and releases milking me for all I have. Whilst this is occurring I focus on not exploding knowing that if I can my release will be all the sweeter. As sudden as her start was her coming down from her high takes a couple of minutes. When she is finally finished spasming around me I withdraw and grip the base of my shaft placing it directly against her tightest hole. Pushing forwards I feel the tension in the ring of muscle I am trying to penetrate and I hesitate. I move my other hand to the small of her back thumb and index finger prising apart her ass cheeks the rest of my fingers gently caress her lower back. Pressing forwards once more I feel the resistance and once I know I'm on target I move the hand on my penis round to start caressing her clit. My fingers brushing her clit coincide, or perhaps cause, the tension to go out of her and I feel myself breach her anus. The ring of muscle tightly squeezing my length as I settle myself into her. I keep moving my index finger in small circles on her clit. My hips are tight to her ass as I feel my ball sack start to brush the tips of my fingers. Moving my hips backwards I start to test the lubrication remaining in her asshole knowing that too little will hurt me as much as her. I feel the tight ring of muscle sliding up and down my length easily and start to move myself more vigorously. My ball sack starting to slap my fingers rubbing her clit cause me to cease that and move my hand to her shoulder giving me decent leverage to continue my pounding of her. I move myself backwards and forwards revelling in the tight ring that is moving the length of my shaft and listening to the wet slap at the front of each thrust as my balls make contact with her lips. I am enjoying the feeling of control and the knowledge that whilst she has had other partners this is something only I have done with her. The pleasurable feeling continues as I slam into her again and again. Her pleasure evidenced by the continued presence of wetness on my balls when I bury myself to the hilt. I fall into a rhythm and watch the weights swing beneath her body, her eyes are closed and her nostrils flare rapidly with her breathing. A sudden flood of wetness over my balls and upper thighs accompanied by contractions along my length tell me I have succeeded in my aim. Continuing to move myself to the rhythm I watch her eyes open and lock onto mine. I slow my movement and allow her muscles to push me from her depths. Picking up a wet flannel I proceed to wipe myself clean and look into her eyes waiting for her to nod that she is not too sensitive. Once she has I once more position myself at her vagina and more gently this time start to plunge myself inside her. Concentrating solely on making this feel good for me this time I shut my eyes and move myself in search of the rhythm that will bring me most pleasure. Knowing what I want my slut starts to squeeze her muscles along my length alternating her power clearly watching my face for traces of my pleasure as she narrows in on precisely what I require of her. Obviously using my smiles as feedback. It doesn't take long for her velvety embrace to cause me to approach my release. Breath coming in pants I increase the rapidity of my thrusts, savagely taking her body for my pleasure. I go over the precipice, exploding inside her and feel her answering spasm start milking me almost immediately. Continuing to pound her right through my orgasm I maintain my pleasure. Coming down from my release I slide from inside her, limp momentarily. I unbuckle the gag and remove it watching the trails of saliva connecting it to the inside of her mouth. Grasping the clips on her nipples I remove them and massage the nipples aiding the returning blood. The loudness of her yelps whilst I complete this are astonishing. Then I lower her and remove the various ropes about her person. Gathering her into my arms I kiss her long and hard. Feeling the strength returning to her limbs as she slowly starts to hug me back. Breaking the kiss I move away. "Anything to drink, Perfection?" She perks up at my use of her pet name. "A lemonade with additions would be nice, Sir. I'll grab some water too if that's ok." I nod my acceptance and move into the kitchen pulling glass, lemonade, vodka and the other bits and pieces from cupboards, I quickly assemble the drink. Listening to her noisily down a glass of water and fill her glass again. I turn round give her a peck on the cheek and hand her the drink. Stalking to the bathroom I take care of business and wrap my silk dressing gown around myself. I quickly check the enema is on display and return to the kitchen. She is just starting on the lemonade. "Go have a shower and clean yourself up." She scurries to obey and I set about making the sushi we'll eat for dinner I know I have about half an hour as the enema will signal how clean I want her and she'll probably have a quick dip in the jacuzzi before returning. When she emerges all clean planes she sees me emerging from the kitchen and I gesture to the low glass table in the middle of the room. She lies down on her back and I bind her in place ankles to the end above her head wrists to the other. I add a cushion to support her back and bring out the sushi which I arrange on her flesh. I pour a little soy sauce into the hollow of her neck and place the wasabi on her breast near a nipple. Then seating myself cross-legged next to her I start to eat the sushi using chopsticks. Alternating feeding myself and her, though I do pay attention to teasing her as well 'accidentally' gripping clit or nipple instead of sushi between my chopsticks. I finish my meal and smear wasabi onto nipples, labia and ass hole. And busy myself removing the rest of the remnants of the meal to the kitchen. A few moments later I wipe away the wasabi with a flannel seeing from the look in her eyes that it must have felt longer. I untie her and set her on the table before moving to my comfy chair. "Put on a show both hands then." I command and watch as she starts to maul her own breasts her hands moving all over her body showing off her luscious body. She moves one hand to her clit and starts to part her labia whilst the other keeps her nipples moving all the time. Then moving moisture south she starts to prepare her ass hole. I continue feeling my body complete its recovery and starting to stir. Watching her as she starts to have two fingers in her ass and the other hand fondling labia and clit and occasionally diving inside to attack her g spot. Standing I start to remove my dressing gown. "Cum." With that she starts spasming over her hands breath coming raggedly. She kneels up to be greeted by my hardness which she readily starts to slurp at. I settle onto my chair and she follows with her mouth slurping at the head and balls. Her talented mouth is bringing me pleasure and I luxuriate in it feeling her pleasure me. This continues for a while and gripping her hair I stand. "Crawl to bed." Turning away I prepare the flat for the night checking everything and then going into the bedroom. "Perfection get on your back." She quickly does and I bend down and start to lap hungrily at her juices. My chin is quickly sopping and I chase her clit around with my tongue. Nipping my teeth over her labia and clit I use her breathing to tell me that what I'm doing is perfect. My aim is to show her how pleased I am that she has given me tonight. My tongue explores her folds finding sweet wetness everywhere it goes. Gripping her ass cheeks I plunge my face down penetrating her with my tongue and drawing it up over her clit rapidly. I feel her start to buck into my face and resigning myself to holding my breath I attack once more. Her shriek of joy accompanies the flood of moisture onto my chin. She stops bucking and her fingers in my hair tell me its too much. I make my way up her body and flick off the light.