The hand behind my neck held my head captive, so his tongue could explore my mouth. The hand on my buttocks pushed my pelvis hard against his cock, which strained to get out and at me - and at the same time fingers slipped into the crease of my ass, one sliding inside me, lifting me onto tiptoe. One finger became two. The embrace lasted at least 30 seconds, and I'm ashamed to admit that, beneath my blindfold, I closed my eyes with lust, and returned his kiss. (Although, truth be told, I didn't have a lot of choice in the matter.)Stepping back, he put two fingers into mouth. "Suck that, slut. We have just established without doubt that you are indeed a slut." I sucked on his fingers, knowing they had just emerged from my ass. It was true, I was a slut. Was I ashamed? Or was I proud? Both, probably ."Don't go away, I have a few things to prepare" he said."Oh shit" I thought, "that doesn't sound good!". I heard pegs being hammered into the ground. I heard rustling of leaves. I heard. I lowered my face and it seemed natural to gently kiss the top of her head, smelling fresh shampoo aromas and feeling the warmth of her. I felt the bulge of her breasts as they pressed against my belly and the moist heat of her mouth on the skin of my chest where my robe had parted. Her warm and pliant body was pressed up against the length of my front and suddenly I was aware that my prick was hardening. I can only think that as I’d never been the consoling type before my mind only recognised this sort of close contact as a pre-cursor to sex and the inevitable happened. I tried to subtly turn aside so that my prick wouldn’t be stabbing into her stomach but this only seemed to make things worse. By turning to my left I had pulled my robe open and pressed my uncovered right thigh hard against the heat of Mrs. Carter’s crotch. Additionally, my prick was no longer constrained and it sprung to full attention as it suddenly filled and I felt the delicious sensation of the smooth silk.
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