I love a good bondage S&M night like the other night. As I feel the ropes tighten around my wrists and ankles, binding me securely to the bedpost, a thrill of anticipation runs through my body. The rough texture of the rope against my skin only serves to heighten my senses as I await your next move. My heart races in excitement when you approach me with a silky scarf, your intentions clear from the wicked glint in your eyes. You slowly wind it around my head until it muffles my cries, leaving me completely at your mercy.
The gag makes it difficult to breathe but also amplifies every other sensation coursing through me – especially when you begin exploring every inch of my exposed flesh with skilled fingers that know exactly how to make me squirm in pleasure. Your touch is electric; each caress sending shockwaves of desire straight to my core where they pool thick and wet between my legs. Every brush against sensitive areas sends shivers down spine and causes involuntary whimpers from behind the gag as I struggle for release beneath you.
You lean down close enough for our breaths to mingle as you tease one nipple between your teeth before moving lower still until your tongue traces lazy circles around the swollen bud hidden beneath folds of cloth-covered pussy lips which are slick with arousal already . The feeling is overwhelmingly intense yet oh so exquisite – like nothing else matters except this moment under your control .
With each flicker of tongue or gentle nip ,my body responds more fervently , hips buck against the restraints in an effort to get closer to your touch . My pussy throbs with need as you tease me mercilessly , fingers dipping inside just enough to drive me wild before pulling away again leaving me aching for more . The ache only intensifies when you stand up and tower over me , your cock hard and demanding attention . You position yourself at my entrance then slowly sink into my wet heat , filling me completely .




