The strong scent of the coffee brewing was delightful. The swollen member between my legs was motivational. The memory of her was inspirational.
The way the thin fabric accentuated her taut nipples. The way her spandex showed every subtle sinew and shake of her perfect ass as she ran,.no glided through the autumn gladeā¦
As she approached the lone fir on the river run I all but patted my self on the back for parking my van as I had.
She never knew what hit her as I cuffed my hand with the either laden cloth over her panting mouth. Gasping for the fresh air she needed she relinquished herself to needs far and away beyond any of those which she was aware of.
She was splendid to watch while she woke. The angelic face framed in that luxurious auburn hair. The deep blue eyes coming from another place, to discern her present. The fabulous display of her naked breasts, that should, (for the benefit of all mankind), forever more remain exposed. The sublime shape of her waist as it succumbed to the demanding swell of her hips.
The tapering to her thighs is what held my attention.
The centerpiece, of course, the carefully pruned bush highlighting her pussy. The fine hair carved into an exclamation point. Pointing to the āaccess-U-Actionā!
Her ankles were shackled to keep her sublime legs at a not too uncomfortable spread.
She struggled of course as she ascertained her vulnerable position. Her muscular legs did their best to break their restraints. I traced the exclamation point with my fingertip, her struggles increased.
When I viciously slapped her pretty titties, her struggles decreased.
She was learning.
Her eyes went wide as I showed her my straight edged razor.
My mouth was wet as I lathered that exquisite pussy with the foamy hot brush. Though she kept herself trimmed I couldnāt help myself from going beyond the task of shaving the āpointā to elevating her ankles above her head to gently scrape off the tender stubble all around her pussy and asshole. I stuck my finger into her pouting mouth, then, tucked it into her tiny ass to stretch her delicates so they too could be shaved clean.
She seemed to respond as I swiveled the tip of my finger in her ass to expose the appropriate area to the razor. Her breathing was becoming too rapid. Her eyes were rolling back. I slapped her clitty hard with a heavy hand. Her eyes snapped back to the reality of MY control.
I took the sponge from the basin of hot, spiced water and delicately washed her pubes clean of foam and hair.
I filled my hand with fragrant oils and laved her bottom liberally. As I gently massaged her pussy and ass with the palm of my hand I used the nails of my other hand to excite her nipples.
It was delightful to watch the mixture of fear and excitement in her eyes as I exposed my cock.
Her ankles above her ears. Her breasts joyfully dancing, her cleanly shaved pussy and ass exquisitely positioned.
I laid the heavy tip of my cock against her tender trembling pussy. It was wet. She was wanting to please, out of fear or desire? I donāt know. But damn her pussy was wet.