I grab the crop and walk over to where you’re still kneeling, waiting with anticipation. I lick right next to your pussy on that really sensitive, baby-like skin between your legs, first on your right side, and then the left, my tongue sliding just enough under your panties that it makes you squirm, but avoiding your labia. Indian Sex “I have not finished punishing you for being so naughty.” You whimper, disappointed but so turned on at being teased, especially as you feel your asshole relaxing and finally accepting its fate with the plug inside. I lick right next to your pussy on that really sensitive, baby-like skin between your legs, first on your right side, and then the left, my tongue sliding just enough under your panties that it makes you squirm, but avoiding your labia. Again, I reach the elastic of your panties, being ever so careful not to touch your labia. You are a sight to behold, kneeling on the floor in front of me with your legs slightly spread, pantied ass cheeks resting firmly on your bare ankles and heels, back straight, soft, thin shirt lifted slightly away from your chest by your bra’d breasts, head up, and hands resting on your naked thighs.
