Page 67 of Roberto

Trust.

“You’re sure?” I asked.

She nodded.

I tied a loose knot around her arm.

“Tighter thanthat,”she said in playful derision.

I laughed and knotted the cloth again, this time tighter.

“I think we’re going tohaveto use colors,” she said as she wiggled her bound arm. “Can’t exactly use the time-honored Italian system to slap your wrist when I’m likethis,can I?”

I chuckled. “Alright – what color are you?”

“Green,” she said with a huge grin.“Verygreen.”

I repeated the process with her other arm…

Then pulled her ass to the edge of the bed.

Unlike last night, however, I lifted her right leg…

And tied it at the ankle to the bedpost.

“Oh,” she whispered, her voice full of desire.

I did the same thing to her other ankle so that her legs were arranged in the air in a ‘V.’

“What color?” I asked.

She bit her lip.

“…green,” she whispered.

I could smell the sweet, musky scent of her arousal. I could also see it: her pussy shone wetly in the candlelight.

I pulled out my cock from the fly of my pants and placed it between her wet lips.

Notmy swollen head – there was no danger it might slip inside her – but I rested the length of my shaft between the lips of her pussy.

“Roberto – ” she said in alarm, afraid I was about to enter her.

“I won’t be inside you without a condom,” I promised. “But…”

I began to move my hips back and forth, softly rubbing the underside of my cock against her clit.

Her juices got my skin wet, and I slid back and forth over her sensually.

“…ohhhh…” she moaned.

After a moment, I pulled away and lowered my face between her legs.

I traced my mouth gently over her pussy, feeling her wetness on my lips. Then I began to lick her softly.

I started with where her legs met her torso…

Got closer and closer to her pussy…

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