A tied up boy must please his mistress
Joanne's inner vaginal lips were amazing shade of light glistening pink. Her pose forced her pussy open, at the base. I gently touched her outer lips. I ran my finger across her puckering anus, and carefully into her hungry pussy. I was careful not to penetrate any more than something like half an inch. Moving farther down, I opened the rest of her cunt. I leaned forward, and smelt her wonderful aroma. Without saying a word I gabbed my middle finger into her cunt, to the hilt. Just as quickly I moved it back out. I looked down into mistress' eyes, upside down, looking up into mine. She murmured. I set the same, now wet, finger against her sphincter. She closed her eyes. In one slow, but steady, thrust I pushed into her ass. Once in to the hilt, I paused. After a few seconds I could feel her inner muscles relax…
