“I love you too, sweet blueberry” my fingers rake across her tummy and back down to violently smack her red swollen lips, before getting off the old bed.
I dropped my skirt as I sauntered over to the toy cabinet. Then pulled my panties off too, as I perused the tools at my disposal. The flogger looked fun, but I wanted precision. The crop was the way to go. Slowly I turn back around. Blue’s upside down gaze meets mine. I smack it once in my hand, that’s enough for dramatics
Standing over my tied down Blue, my knees on either side of her head. “Let’s test your concentration, pretty.”
My arm stretches out and the crop falls. My hand guides it, but gravity does most of the work. And it smacks lightly into the crest of her mound. She barely jerks, but we have her attention. My legs spread, I lower myself a little to her restrained body, planting my nether lips upon her face.
I swing the crop this time. “Lick” I command. “LICK”
I feel her warm breath on my labia and then a gentle lick from the top of her tongue swabbing down my slit. She is rocking her head, because I feel her nose proceed down my cunny’s path.
At first I time the strokes with her tongue, but soon she is keeping pace with me. SMACK into that pretty pussy, her pelvis jerks but her tongue keeps licking. SWAT and her concentration holds. Like a kitten to it’s cream, she doesn’t stop. Lick upon lick. I want to grab her by the throat and grind into that pretty face.
“Good girl” I praise her. “Now get it up inside.”
The crop smacks her mound hard, like a coach's whistle changing the exercise. I look down but can only see her neck as her face is buried under me. I smack her pussy quicker from my own excitement. Finally I do reach down and grab the back of her head; grinding my wet slit into her face. Its hard to stay on target. but I never let the crop stop. There are no cries between my thighs, only yummy sounds beneath me. Her little moans into my pussy are sweet. but maybe I’m not swinging hard enough.
