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Chapter 13 by Johnrocker Johnrocker

What does she do next?

She handcuffs him to the bed

Mark felt the cold metal of the handcuffs press against his wrists as they were spread out against the headboard of the bed. Looking up at his incredibly sexy girlfriend, Mark felt as horny as ever.

Tiffany had straddled his lap, softly grinding her panty clad crotch against his cock.

“Now. You’re going to stay right there while I take a closer look at this weapon of yours,” she said before turning around and shoving her face on top of his hardness. Using her tongue, she teased and tortured his throbbing cock while Mark’s tongue was just short of reaching her pussy.

As she finally put his boner into her mouth, he tried reaching out further to touch her private moist area. Her scent was strong, so close to his nostrils. Mark could just make out the edge of her vagina, only just showing from outside of her panties.

Knowing exactly what he was looking at, Tiffany used a spare hand to push her black lacy panties to the side, revealing her wet clean shaven pussy to him. He could make out the folds and could see drops of her own pussy juice, just sitting there, literally begging to be licked up and cleaned.

In the meantime, Tiffany hadn’t taken her attention away from his penis, just slowly sucking on it, focusing her tongue action on the head. She knew what she was doing, she had plenty of experience with Mark’s cock and knew just how to get him off and how to stop him from cumming, making him last longer.

Eventually she backed her butt backwards, right on top of his face. With his nose rested against her butthole, his mouth was now against the bee wet moist vagina. Sticking out his tongue, he gave it a nice lick, sucking up all of her leaking pussy juice.

“You getting every bit of that back there?” she then said, letting his cock drop from her mouth.

“Mhmmm,” he mumbled with a mouthful of pussy.

Mark paid her glorious mound plenty of attention while she sat on his face. The feel of her fishnet stockings was moticible, every time she brushed her legs against the side of his face.

“Ooohh god yes!! Mmmm that feels so good,” she told him.

Mark could barely breathe as his face was covered by her lap. He kept on cleaning her pussy, letting his tongue dive deep inside of her.

It flicked at her clit, making her moan louder and push her closer to an orgasm. However, she didn’t want that to happen just quite yet.

She got off his face and re-positioned herself.

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