.. possibly, probably, more so.“Come in,” I said, trying to convey ‘invitation and welcome’ rather than the misgivings I actually felt, “I�...�m just having my morning caffeine fix. Tea, or coffee for you?”“Oh ... tea please.”“I have Indian, China or Assam and a selection of herbal teas.”“Have you got Earl Grey?”“For sure! Milk or lemon with it?”“Neither, thanks – as it comes.”Once she was settled with her cup of tea and I had a refill, I began.“Right, Katryn. Wood is lovely stuff, but you have to. Obviouslyshe was doing this to me on purpose. I bucked wildly against my bonds,but I could not reach her pussy with my tongue. Finally she relented andlowered herself just enough to let me reach her pussy.I licked away merrily at her pussy. She played with my nipples a little,slapping the clothespins, which stung my nipples. She removed them andremarked how pink my nipples had become. It stung when she removed them,but I didn't care. At that moment licking her pussy was the only thingthat. She looked at me and said that if I didn’t find anything to my liking in the kitchen that I could check the wine cellar. “Wine cellar? You have a wine cellar?” I asked. Linda took my hand and pulled me toward a door between the stairway and the bathroom. I had not noticed the door before. TI door was on the front side of the house and as the ground slopped up from there we only had to descend a few steps. Linda turned on the light and I found a room about 10 feet deep and 8 feet. It took all of Angelica’s willpower to keep her hands off his trouser zip, as she broke off their kiss, panting, heavily. ‘I’m on in a few minutes,’ she gasped. ‘Come up to my room, in an hour’s time, and we’ll talk some more!’ He nodded, eagerly, pausing to give her another peck on her full, red lips, and a gentle tweak of her erect nipple, before straightening. ‘I’ll see you later then,’ he murmured, with a smile. ‘Mmm!’ She nodded, her big, blue eyes twinkling, and a big smile on her face..