Chapter 62

• She moaned with unreleased tension and her eyes finally closed as he withdrew his tongue and slid the vibrator out. It was coated with juice. He discarded it and then lay down on his back on the bed, between her legs, with a couple of pillows under his head. He looked up at the helpless bridesmaid, all tied up, gagged, dripping and kept upright by the rope from above. Bert's thick cock twitched and stood up towards her. She had her eyes closed and was unaware of him under her.
• He signalled to Phil and Jason who untied the rope and started lowering her. She was still weak at the knees; perhaps more so from Bert's recent attempt to make her come, so her knees buckled and she let herself drop down towards the bed.
• This changed when she felt something brush the insides of her legs. She opened her eyes and saw Bert below her, his cock pointing up at her pussy, and she shrieked into the gag and tried to regain her legs. But she was too late. Bert held her thighs as he signalled the others to stop lowering her, just as the tip of his cock touched her pussylips and she groaned in frustration. Bert held her still, suspended with her knees just touching his sides, and jiggled his cock against her wet pussy lips. Her juice slid down to coat the bulbous head of his thick cock. It dribbled down his considerable shaft, lubricating it.