"I promise," she said again breathlessly, while I moaned quietly, still trying to get my wind back, and immersing myself in the sublimely painful plea...sure of having my balls tortured. Barbara reached around and released my wrist restraints, and while I was getting the blood running back through my arms, she sat down in the chair, languidly stroking her legs, leaning back and rubbing her pussy beneath her loose dress. "You can take off your clothes, now, Luv" she tells me.As pulled off all my. I didn’t have a clue what she meant and this very soon dawned on her.“Don’t you ever ermmmm . . . play with yourself?” she said struggling to find the right words.By now she had put the bedside lamp on and could see my embarrassed but totally blank look, after a few more pertinent questions she began to realise that my parents nor anybody else had never told me the “facts of life” as it was called then.“I think there’s a few things you need to know and I guess its going to have to be me to tell. The release would be what he wanted, but he had more in mind. A large part of him wanted to cum, just so he could continue to play with her. “Fuck me baby,” she cried out. “ I have plans for you, and we are not even close to done. I plan to do many more things to you.” She groaned. She wanted his cock. “Then let me suck your cock. Please, baby. I want your cock so badly.” This was a compromise he hadn’t anticipated, but he eagerly complied. He positioned himself in front of her. “So you want my. He tried to embrace this mysterious beauty, but his arms would not move. "Not yet," the woman's throaty voice rang in his brain, "not yet, my darling."She began making love to him and he responded in kind. He felt as if he had lost control of his body as his brain looked on dispassionately. Her wails of pleasure soared through Mitch's mind, urging him to greater heights of passion.At the height of their mutual excitement Mitch's arms were suddenly free and he embraced his mystery woman. They.