His friend Ross had told him they were called pussy lips, or maybe a cunt. He didn’t care what it was called. He only knew it made his cock get hard...if he looked at it long enough. He liked to wake up before Faith and just look at her. Sometimes he would gently touch one of her titties, or her pussy. But not a lot. He didn’t want her to wake up. She might tell their foster mother, Debby. That would not be good. So he would touch a little and then, when she moaned or moved, he would pull his. Why don't I take that off of you?" She inquired, rather rhetorically as she unbuttoned first the wrists, then the placket. Pulling it off of me and setting it on the massage table, she walked to the door of the room. "I'm going to make some tea. I want you in position while I'm gone, ready for me to tie your hands. I got into position, with my wrists crossed behind my back, my left ear and the strap of the gag resting gently on the cold floor. "No, I want to tie your hands in front this time.". More

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