Now Sarah was restrained at the wrists, and her legs were bent back by her head, restrained by the silk ties that bound her ankles. Her pussy and assh...ole were fully exposed and available to be played with as I wanted. I ran the tip of the feather along Sarah’s pussy lips. It tickled and she groaned. I spread her slit with my fingers and ran the feather tip lightly back and forth over her swollen clit. She loved it. She hated it. She moaned and groaned. She swore. But she did not tell me to. She was moving my hips back and forth at a fast pace, my cock fucking her throat as her saliva started to flow all over my huge cock and her moaning driving me crazy. I reached over and held the back of her head so I could get deeper into her throat without knocking her back each time I was thrusting into her mouth. It was so hot watching her throat contract each time she forced me deep into her throat and a few times she would just hold me in her throat until she needed to breathe again. . It looked weird and brown and I continued to watch as he pulled on it.The springs in the mattress squeeked slowly. Back in the scene a white man had entered in an officers uniform and remained behind a crate for some time watching the other jacking off. Later he burst in on him, catching the negro by surprise and shouting, "What the fuck do we have here!?" I tried hard not to giggle.The sailor just stuttered and covered himself with the magazine. The officer snatched it away from him,. It was the first great fuck for either of us! She had never gone down on a man before; and I taught her. It gave her such a feeling of power to be able to make me come that way, that she was more aroused than she could have believed! My wife never showed any aggressiveness, but this blonde was after my cock as soon as I climaxed. She wanted to drink every drop. We would stop along the road and go down on each other in the daylight and she always screamed when she cli-maxed, which really turned.