My bound hands fist in the bedsheets above my head just as he slides his middle finger inside my tight opening. Curling his finger upwards to stroke t...hat certain spot inside me as he sucks and flicks his tongue over my clit repeatedly, he sends me flying over the edge. “Oh god, Daddy! Can I please cum? I need to cum so bad!” My pleas filling the room as his finger and mouth work together, driving my body crazy and making my need for him unbearable. His moan of pleasure on my clit makes my. The man reaches down and squeezes her breasts while she works on him with her mouth. “This isn’t Cinemax.” You think. You feel your body getting warm. His hand is still on your thigh. You feel his fingers tighten and relax ever so slightly as he watches the couple. The man has the woman on her back on a bear rug in front of the fire. He is licking her. She has her legs completely in the air, as she obviously enjoys his work. The man slides two fingers inside of her and she goes wild. “Oh. My hands were itching to get a hold of her skin. I woke up at 6.30. She was sound asleep. At first, I didn’t realize the position of my hand. But as soon as I tried to get up from the bed I felt my hand on something smooth and buttery.In a blink of an eye, I pulled my hand. And that’s when my hand brushed off against her navel. That’s when I knew my hand was on her tummy. My morning wood was making a tent when I got out of the bed. Now a ritual had to be performed. The holy ritual of balls. "I left her standing at the foot of stairs, as I went into our former bedroom, cleaned out my drawers and bathroom cabinet of my toiletries. Without saying another word to her, I went into the guest bedroom, and locked the door behind me. I went to bed, but my mind was in such turmoil that I lay awake for some time.At some point after I'd gone to bed, I was aware that Loretta had tried the doorknob, and finding the door locked, had knocked softly, calling out my name. "Charley, please let me.