My hands are bound, both cuffed to either side of the bed. His lips dangerously caress my cheek, causing my neurones to explode into small buzzing symphonies. I snarl, my growl not doing anything to protect me. "Mhmm... I kinda like this position. You, handcuffed to my bed and me on top." His whisper makes my stomac...
"Open." He demands. I whimper, opening my mouth and he puts his two fingers that were previously on my clit, in my mouth. "Clean them." He states. I obey instantly, licking them slowly, my saliva making his fingers clean and his face shows that he's pleased. It taste kinda of sweet. What type of sex deviant is he??? H...