Her mound of pubic hair was neatly trimmed in a way that only a hot sexy woman would understand. The skin that surrounded Ophelia’s pubic mound was very sensitive as I lightly brushed my tongue around it. Careful not to get to close to the edge of her swollen vagina lips. I did not want her to feel the fire just yet. She tried to speak, but it was in vein due to the ball gag that kept her jaw wide open, and her mouth shut. All I could put together was a raspy “yes” mixed with saliva that dripped from her lips. Her arms were above her head, fastened tightly to the leather straps. Her legs were also spread, inviting me into her moist cum crack. I could see her juices forming in the pink flesh hidden beneath perfect lips. I could smell her arousal and soon my tongue found her ignition switch, and she exploded with one flick of my expert tongue. I drank her flow of sweet water that came flooding into my open mouth. She was my cum slave tonight. This sweet young girl named Ophelia.
I had her trapped in my web of erotic roleplaying. She was gagged, blind folded, and bound. Her lack of freedom gave her the peace of just feeling. Nothing could she do, so slowly with every trace of my soft hands and warm wet tongue, she had the freedom to experience it. I looked over at my cuckold husband and he was mesmerized by the sheer elegance of a soft young girl, held by cruel leather. He wanted to feel her from the inside, but no man with an inadequate cock will touch my pet. I had real men planned for this one. He would have to endure the sight of my touch bringing Ophelia close to the edge and letting her fall deep into a cum drunk wave of electricity and mind numbing tears. Yes, my sweet girl. How easy it is to make you cum.