Yes, it’s another bundle. That’s three shorts for one hot price. And I do love my hotwives. Here’s a snippet to tide you over:
This time when Eric took her hand, he led her up the stairs and to a room at the end of the hall. It was sparsely decorated, only a bed and nothing more. There was a large closet along the far wall, and she had a feeling that it did not hold clothes.
“Get undressed,” he said. Candace found herself obeying before she was even aware of it. Something about his voice was impossible to resist.
She pulled down her zipper, letting the thick velvet pile onto the floor. She stepped out of her heels as Eric walked over to the closet and took out a long line of rope, thin but soft.
“Have you ever been tied up before?” he said.
“Then there’s a first time for everything.”
She held her hands out for him to bind, but he wanted to do it his own way. He had her lay down on the bed and secured her wrists and ankles to each of the bed posts, loose enough for her to wriggle around, tight enough to rasp against her skin.
Eric began taking off his clothes, his eyes fixated on her the entire time. She was finally able to get a good look at his body, and he stood there to give her a chance to drink it in. It was as lean and muscled as she expected, broad shoulders, six-pack abs, and of course the delectable cock standing at attention.
He climbed up between her legs. At first he leaned over her, kissing her body from her neck down to her feet. Then he worked his way back up again, up her inner tights, closer and closer to her waiting pussy.
He was gentle as he started licking at her clit. His tongue slid between her folds and slurped up the juices leaking out of her. He pressed his entire face into her and sucked deeply at her clit, sending electric shocks radiating through her body. She struggled against the ties binding her to the bed, chafing her skin. She was sure that was the point of it all.
She screamed, she thrashed, she moaned as he worked on her, to the point that Candace wasn’t sure she could take any more but didn’t want him to stop. His tongue whirled around her clit, slid up inside of her pussy. Why had sex never felt this way before?
When she was reduced to a whimpering, quivering mass, he stood upright. She barely noticed him untying her from the bed posts and readjusting her limbs. Her arms were tied behind her back, while rope looped around her breasts and crisscrossed her stomach. Finally he tied her ankles to the rope on her sides, making sure that her legs were spread wide for him.
“What are you going to do?” she asked in a wavering voice.
“Whatever I want,” he said.
As always, look for it next week. See you then!