I tried again, "Ari, come to me please, now." I purposely dropped my voice, and used a more commanding tone, since being gentle didn't seem to work. T...o my surprise, she took three steps closer, where she was just out of arm's reach. Over her shoulder, Richard smiled. "Good girl," I murmured to her, and watched her shoulders relax a little at the reward. I stood up slowly, (I thought I would appear less intimidating to the terrified girl if I was seated when she entered) and tilted her head up. Just yesterday, she did something that was brand new once again. Our doorbell rang and I answered it as this is one of my duties to please my wife. Her friend, Carrie, was standing there. I invited her in and my wife greeted her with a kiss. My wife directed us to the living room and we all took a seat. After a few minutes of small talk, my wife left the room. She returned in a few minutes with her computer and placed it on the coffee table in front of me. When she told me to strip, I was very. He pulled them off. “Hi, Catherine,” he said quietly. “You can call me Bob.”Catherine heard a faint snap and the headphones disappeared, along with Julie Andrews’ voice. She tried to talk, but nothing came out except for muffled grunts.“Just take it easy,” said Bob. “I’m not going to hurt you. You’ve been kidnapped. Your husband has paid your ransom. I’m going to call him in a minute and let you talk to him, but first we have to get a few things straight. Let me get this blindfold. Khusboo giggled and did not object what I was doing.She opened her legs for me. I lapped on her sauce. She arched her back and closed her eyes. I continued to lick on her slit. Her mouth was open wide as she moaned in pleasure. My tongue played with her hood where she hid her clit.“Ah”, she cried out. But we both knew that it was the cry of pleasure.My tongue continued to play with her clit as I inserted a finger in her pussy. Her hip bucked and her body quaked a little. My finger in her pussy.