This time, though, Marie knew he would return, and he did. He stopped in front of her. "Have you ever seen these before?" He held up the short chain w...ith the nipple clamps at either end.She hadn't, but she could guess what they were for. She recalled the pain of the binder clips on her nipples the night before and shivered. "No, Sir," she whispered."What do you think they're for, princess?" he murmured, his face very close to hers."They're so you can—can—cla—" she began, but her voice dried up. Her tongue roamed around inside my pussy and slid all over the walls ever so slowly. She knew it would please me to no end, and with him continually pushing her onto me, it just made it even better."Shit, I've never been eaten out so well before, Kindra. Are you a bisexual?"She nodded, but didn't stop for a second. I even felt her bring her fingers up to those lips again. She rubbed them just outside of her lips going up and down casually. I brought my hands down to her neck and began massaging. Oh please fuck me, pretty please, please Serg fuck me, fuck me. I notice a pair of scissors on the coffee table and carefully pulling her stuck panties off her juice covered pussy, I cut straight through the middle, exposing her very ripe and wet delicious pedals and pink candy clit. Her breathing is fast and I lick once right between her lips , up with my tongue and circle a bit around her clit and then start to suck on it nice and hard. Oh, oh, oh she gasps and Leah erupts in an another. I felt the tension mounting inside me as I slid two fingers deep within the moist walls of myself. I worked my fingers all the way and held them in place for a moment before moving them back out. The palm of my hand smeared the juices across my bare lips as I continued to work my fingers. I pulled my fingers out and began to rub my pussy lips with my fingers as I used my palm to create friction against my clit. Moments later, I stopped and pulled my hand from between my legs . I remembered.