It was cold that morning, and only being dressing in shorts and a tank top wasn't helping. Shivering, she turned the shower as hot as it could go. She... quickly showered and got dressed in her hideous work uniform. She worked at a local fast-food restaurant and was forced to wear an awkwardly fitting, bright orange shirt that rose up and showed her stomach every time she reached up for something. And, it was so tight in the chest area she felt she could hardly breathe unless she left all the top. She licks up and down the side of his manhood, earning great pleasure from him. Elizabeth slips her fingers inside her panties and alternates her fingers going in and out of her pussy. Elizabeth bobs her head up and down faster and faster. “I….I…Gonna…” Gregory moans out. Elizabeth nods her head and strokes his manhood slowly as she bobs her head up and down; both cum at the same time; her in her panties, and he all over her pale face. “Well, Elizabeth,” Gregory pants, “I think that oral gives. He had been harboring bondage fantasies since he was a child, too, but he hadn't known how to bring them up. He thought they might scare Lauren away. Over the next few months the two of them experimented with bondage as often as they could. Sometimes it was as simple as her getting fucked in a spreadeagle position. Other times, he would hogtie her by wrapping her wrists and ankles and then looping another scarf around both coils. This was a great position to let her struggle around on the bed. He opened his mouth to speak, struggling to find the words to gently reject her, hating himself when she suddenly threw one leg over his, straddling his thick thigh, trapping his hand against her groin as she kissed him suddenly, overwhelming him. He tried to think, tried to focus, aware of the damp heat against the back of his hand, the slim muscular legs gripping his leg, the caress of one bare foot along his knee, the insistent pressure of her lips and the darting tongue in his mouth, and.