Description
Wrist To Thigh Bondage Cuffs
Fastening type: Velcro
I’m spread open on the dinner table, my breasts propped up by the strap of the sling, wrists cuffed behind my back, and my sex deliciously exposed. He’s teasing me with a feather tickler and I’m trying my hardest to keep my balance while I giggle and squeal. “Aren’t you adorable?” He says through a grin as he finally drops the tickler. I’m so exposed and at his mercy… he could do anything he wants to me and all he wants to do is hear me giggle. Or so I think. He suddenly kneels down between my spread knees and gives my inner thigh a nibble. I moan and he drags a hand across my belly and up to my tit as he kisses slowly and sensually towards my sex. I pull against the wrist restraints and he hears the delicate chime of metal on metal and stares up at me with those wickedly mischievous eyes. “Why do you think I put you on the dinner table, Love? Because I wanted to feast on you…” He dives down between my legs again and I throw my head back as passion takes over.
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