Fixated on her body like never before she shines before my eyes, winks at me at walks away, heading for the bedroom, closing the door behind her. Playing hard to get was not even close to describing it. Reading the note hanging from the bedroom door it reads ‘How about that fantasy of yours?’ Wide-eyed and ready for anything I slowly place my hand on the door handle and begin to twist it, feeling my heart race like crazy, pounding in my chest.
Walking into the room she lays there staring at me, using her finger to beckon me forward and onto her. Moving in for a kiss she places her index finger on my lips and tells me I have to work for it if I want it that bad. Becoming extremely frustrated and clueless on what to do she lays there looking so damn good and fuckable.
Wanting my fantasy to come true so much I suddenly remember her fantasy, slowly taking my belt off my waist I jump on her and grab both of her wrists, tying them up so there is no possible way of her getting free. Looking at her so devilishly she looks shocked.
‘How about that fantasy of yours, hey babe? It would be so cruel of me if we just role-played just mine and not yours, don’t you think?’
Sliding the tights down her legs until they reach the bottom of her ankles I gently kiss my way up between them, reaching the edge of her pussy I teasingly slide my tongue up her pussy, only touching it slightly. She groans for more but I tell her she has to play it my way now. Tormenting her sexually I lavish her inner thighs with my tongue, making sure to stop when I close in on her tight looking, edible pussy.