Andale's Stories

Hesitatingly she takes a step forward, then stops, she's not sure which direction to go in, there is so much to see and touch and I wonder what is new and what is familiar to her as she surveys the rooms toys. I'm not surprised to see her walk first to wall dripping with whips, floggers, spankers, canes and belts. Her fingers linger on the horsehair flogger, unconsciously stroking it as her gaze wonders over the rest, a look of puzzlement crosses her face at the coat hanger and I can see her ...

My entire body is tense with my need to orgasm, I feel that if I don't come now I never will. Images of her between my legs, her hands touching me, sliding the glass clock in, out, in, out, my fingers flick gently around my clitoris, but they are a pour imitation of her mouth and tongue. I tell her how clearly I see her there, between my thighs, playing with my throbbing cunt. I'm caught up in the imagery of her warm, wet mouth encompassing my cunt, her tongue flicking insistently over my cli...