Sandra rose to her feet and wiped her lips delicately. Walking behind Will and uncuffing his wrists, she whispered,
" Now, you know it's your turn..."
She walked back in front of him and made her way to the coffee table. She perched herself on the edge and spread her legs, her feet on tip toes, exposing her rather wet snatch to Will.
"I want you to get on your knees and make me cum," she ordered. Her smile so dirty, excited by the control she had over him.
Will removed himself from the chair and rubbed his wrists. Walking slowly over to her, his gaze not leaving her body as she glistened so delectably. He knelt down between her toned legs and brought his face towards her. Her smell so pungent and sweet, his strong hands on her thighs, stroking, rubbing, squeezing them. One of his hands slid from the top of her thigh to just above her aching pussy. She moans with frustration, desperate for him to touch her. His fingers and thumb slide either side of her pussy, gently grazing her lips. Her stomach tightens and she breathes in sharply. Although he's not completely touching her, he's teasing her and she likes it.
Massaging around her mound, he occasionally touches her lips, almost by accident, then moves away, teasing her. His hands continue to knead her inner thighs and around her hungry pussy. Will's head bends down towards her thighs and begins to slide his tongue along her to wetness. Sandra raises her legs and places her feet on the edge of the coffee table. With his fingers slightly pressed upon her lips, he draws them open. He extends his tongue and slowly licks her, running it straight up to her clit. Stopping, she looks down at him disappointed. Touching her and stops. He waits, licking his lips and savouring her taste on him. His missed this, her sweet succulent taste coating his tongue.
"Please don't stop," she says looking down at him, her fingers touching his jawline.
He bends his head once more, extending his tongue and sliding it back up to her clit. Staying there this time, he traces circles around it, feeling her swollen bud under him. Using his fingers, he spreads her pussy lips more and slides his tongue down to her entrance. Poking and probing her slick entrance, gradually pushing his tongue into her. Wanting to taste her more and more. His tongue begins to pick up speed, thrusting in and out of her tight hole.
"Mmmmm......Yess baby!," she moans as he tongues her sweet entry.
Pulling his tongue out of her slowly, he moves it up to her clit again. Licking her once, then twice, he wraps her small delicate bud in his lips. Sucking softly on her, moans filling his ears. His sucking becomes harder, pulling her clit into his mouth even more. Her moans echoing and bouncing off the walls as he slowly pushes his index finger into her slick tunnel. Pushing all the way to his knuckles and slowly back out again. Her chest rises and falls as he picks up speed a little, this time squeezing two fingers inside her.
With his fingers deep inside her seeping fuck hole and his lips firmly pressed against her clit, Will's eyes fix on Sandra's face. Her sweet eyebrows frowning with pleasure, makes him more determined than ever. He turns his palm upwards and pushes his fingers deeper towards her cervix. He begins to flick his fingers backwards and forwards hitting her hard to reach spot. Again and again he hits it.
"Ohhhhhhh........god...!!!!!," she moans, "Harder!!!"
With all his might, Will's finger hit's it harder. He wraps his arm around her thigh and places his hand on her smooth stomach to hold her there. Feeling her wriggle vigourosly under him, almost trying to get away. He hits again.