"Good Girl, you took that like an expert," Monica said as she released her grip on my head. She gently took the blindfold off and I laid my head heavily on Mark's lap trying to catch my breath. My face was a sticky mess of cum, snot, tears and saliva.
Monica released my aching arms from their bindings on the back of the chair. I looked up at Mark who was looking delighted with himself. We gave each other a bonding smile and I laid back, stretching out on the mattress on the floor.
I rolled my shoulders around trying to ease the stiffness from them being bound in the same position for the past twenty minutes. Monica came over and rubbed them, occasionally kissing the back of my neck. Her attentions felt good, I could feel pulses of desire throbbing in my vagina.
She unbuttoned the hook and eye fastening of my basque, exposing my back and freeing the constriction of my boobs. I tingled as she traced her hands gently over my back, brushing the sides of my breasts with her fingers tips.
Mark coughed and Monica's head whipped round as if she'd forgotten about him.
"Enjoying the show, Darling?" she said as she got up and retrieved the black hood from the floor beside his chair.
Before Mark could answer she had the hood straight over his head, his muffled protests falling on deaf ears.
I watched, bemused. I had turned over and was now lying on my back. My breasts exposed, knickers, stockings and heels still on. Monica's attentions turned back to me. She took my shoes off and kissed her way up the inside of my thighs, inhaling the scent of my pussy through my underwear.
"Mmmmmmmm," she exhaled.
I looked down, her cleavage looked divine. One nipple was poking out of her dress, her boobs were plump and inviting. I wanted to touch them.
Monica's lips were inches from my pussy lips. I gasped in anticipation as she pulled my knickers to the side.
She slowly licked my slit from below right up to the top. The feeling was sensational. Her tongue started to gently circle my clitoris, I sighed with pleasure, I could feel every nerve ending in my body sending impulses of ecstasy to my brain.
I arched my back up as she indicated to me to move so she could take my knickers off. She slid them down my legs and threw them at Mark before hungrily getting her tongue back where it was.
With more open access to my cunt, she slid two fingers inside me, curling them upwards. Flicking her tongue over my clit, she moved her fingers slowly in and out. I could feel the arousal building, my muscles starting to grip round her fingers. Monica was building up speed. I could feel my juices gushing out of me, coating her face. I was starting to pant and moan, Monica's tongue and fingers continuing to work on my clit and pussy.
Suddenly, my body spasmed and wave after wave of warm pleasure washed over me. Monica kept licking, her tongue prolonging the orgasm until eventually I couldn't take anymore.
I lay back on the mattress as Monica kissed her way up my body, we embraced and kissed deeply, her face still shining with my cum.
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