THE ULTIMATE BONUS – PART 3

You come back to the room for a third time. You stand and just look at me, still spread eagle, naked, looking so sexy. You start to undress silently, placing your jacket on the back of the chair, removing your shirt and trousers, placing them on the chair. As you approach the bed, you tingle with excitement, ready to play again.

You lean forward, careful not to put any weight on the bed, altering me to your presence, and gently place your hand on my leg, just above my knee. ‘Huh!!! Mmmmmmmm hello again……….’ I sigh. My skin feels so soft and warm under your hand. You smile as you stroke up and down my leg slowly, feeling the smoothness of my skin. Your hand glides slowly before coming to rest on my leather ankle restraint. Your fingers play with the buckle for several seconds, teasing, before finally undoing the strap. You slowly run the back of your finger nail down my ankle and across my foot, I pull away instinctively, moaning and giggling a little.

I feel the feather light touch of your hand slide up my leg, past my knee, up my thigh and brushes lightly over my pussy. You watch my leg quiver and I playfully bend my knee, closing my legs together. You smile and slide your hand softly and gently down my other leg, again teasing the buckle before unfastening my other ankle strap. You sit back and watch my legs writhe against each other slowly, sexily, so deliciously.

You run your fingers up across my hips and over my flat toned stomach, watching my muscles flinch slightly under your touch. I feel your hand mover upwards, and you tease me by running you fingers under my breast, slowly moving back and forth from one side to the other. I feel your tender touch move up over my nipple, taking your time to run your finger tips round my breast, drawing circles around my nipples.

After several seconds of watching my nipples grow hard, you glide your fingers up towards my shoulder. Running your nail lightly up the inside of my arm, from my shoulder… to my elbow… my wrist… all the time, watching my face, moving my head from side to side, biting my lip, moving slowly as you trace your finger over my soft skin.