All she was wearing was her shoes

All she was wearing was her shoes, and this silk blind-flod, no panties, She was lying on my bed, hands tied behind her back, legs spread as widely apart as was comfortable for her.

Her world in that moment was the sound of my voice and the feeling of my subtle but apparent touch.
I slowly ran my tongue up from the back of her right knee to the top of her thigh, and a little further, making sure that i let out  a steady, heavy warm breath at the same time. I ended  it with a soft kiss then planted my lips on what was left of the inside of her left thigh, about as close as i could with out kissing her 🙊. i moved an inch higher and gave her a kiss and gave another, then another.
Without touching her i paused for a moment, so that she could feel me there - my face an inch away from her. She could feel me right where she wanted to feel my tongue. I started to breath faster and heavier, as i did i could hear the excitement in her breath. Her body started twitching, she was begging for it.

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