Turning to look behind me for approval, I hear him moan, "Yes, eat her pussy baby!", as he begins to fuck me harder, in both holes.I'm so close to ano...ther orgasm, I want her to feel as it happens, my face buried deep inside her delicious cunt. As I wrap my wet mouth around her throbbing button, she raises her hips in appreciation and begins to moan herself. He is now pounding my face into her from behind. Deciding there will be no holds barred, I spit down the crack of her ass as well, lube up. I’d didn’t really know what to do with them either. Mrs. Attenborough snatched them. “I’ll go and put these in some water. You two… well…” she said, giving me a private smile. “Don’t do anything I haven’t done.”I was scared as the door clicked shut, leaving me alone with Mike. I didn’t know what to say, so I just kissed him.He didn’t kiss back; he just stood there woodenly.However, part of him did respond and I felt his thing swell and grow: that was normal, it happened every time I touched. She then replies, “that's the last you are going to see from me for quite a while”, and blindfolds me. I'm then being stripped and bound to an open arm chair, my legs squat and bound spread with rope tied to the arms on either side of the chair. My hands are bound behind my back. My cock and hole could use a shave, as she wants them to be clean. But before she starts trimming it become clear to her that the process would be easier if I'm hard and sensitive. The anticipation made my cock. "Hey, Du bist ja ganz schön heiß". Ich war sprachlos, vielleicht zum ersten Mal in meinem Leben, denn eben konnte ich ja wenigstens noch krächzend antworten, der Kerl baggerte mich an und sagte mir so etwas. Doch ehe ich etwas sagen konnte knetete er meine Bäckchen und rieb sanft die Sonnenmilch ein. So baff war ich in meinem Leben noch nie, da glitten seine Finger unter das Bändchen meines Strings in der Popospalte und er rieb auch dort vorsichtig die Milch ein, nicht ohne meine Rosette zu.