Desperate - Part 5

They bound her first. Wrists pulled tight behind the low bench, thighs strapped wide. The woman knelt between her legs and worked her tongue over every swollen inch, slow, wet, relentless. Each lap dragged along the lips, flicked against her clit, dipped lower. Her husband watched and stroked himself beside the bench. He leaned in, mouth on her breast, sucking the nipple until it throbbed, biting just hard enough to make her gasp. They traded places. He licked, she watched, fingers teasing her own cunt. Every time the bound girl started to come, they stopped, backing away with sly smiles until the edge faded. Her skin slicked with sweat, thighs shaking. When they finally loosed the restraints, she dropped to her knees between them. The wife brought a slim vibrator to her clit, eased it inside in smooth strokes, while the husband pushed the brunette onto all fours and slid into her. He fucked her deep, hard, the wet slap filling the room. She kept the vibrator moving, and when he pulled out he came across both their mouths, thick pulses landing on tongue and chin, spilling warm down their throats.