We need to keep her in the dark for her own good.What the hell am I doing?Lisa then begins to suck me off stopping every so often to catch her breath and Granny Sex to lick my shaft.No one.I think this might be it, Dave said.We are, she says in agreement before kissing along my chest, stopping to put my nipple into her mouth, and biting it softly.We really need to hurry.Bill took a shower and got dressed and he and his father soon left.Your touch is so gentle.Take all the time you need, and bottomed out inside her. Her cross pendant swung before Magda’s eyes as she bent over her. You wear the Yellow Sign Magda gasped as she made out the curious symbol at its centre, picked out in sapphires. A faraway look came into Alexandra’s eyes. I had it from his own hand she said, and it is mounted on a crucifix . There was a shared moment of silence before she collected herself. Your hair is so beautiful she said, taking ivory combs from the bag. She piled the shimmering, copper curls on top of Magda’s head to bare her neck and shoulders then poured a pool of scented oil into the palm of her hand. She sighed and chewed her lip as Alexandra’s hands ranged over her shoulders, arms and breasts, working the oil and blood evenly into her smooth flesh with exquisite tenderness.Lingering over the erect nipples, Alexandra leant forward and brushed her lips up Magda’s throat to breathe in her ear There are scourges of stiffened, knotted leather, long bullwhips and flails tipped with steel hooks – razor sharp . She closed her eyes, purring while Alexandra rubbed the whole flask of oil Granny Sex from the nape of her neck to the tips of her toes, rolling the yielding body over to knead her buttocks and crotch, making her inner thighs slippery with a mixture of oil and her own juices. Alexandra pressed her lips against Magda’s all the while, breathing into her panting mouth and licking at the tip of her tongue. At last her whole body shone slick and glossy. Magda moaned deeply, desperately bucking her groin against the soft fingers stroking oil into her clit and Alexandra took her lower lip between sharp, white teeth to tease at it wickedly for a moment before kissing her deeply and passionately. Breaking away she took Magda’s hands and led her from the floor over to the centre of the hall where a pair of iron manacles hung by great loops of chain from the rafters; Magda locked her own wrists into place – already at the perfect height – while Alexandra knelt solicitously to secure her ankles to a spreading-bar. Magda stood tip-toed, limbs outspread, her round breasts thrusting forward with every breath she took.