Chapter 331 Tattoo Orgasm Blocker:>Ep8

• He wasn't here, but tied to his bed with lengths of red rope was the blonde girl he had invited over the other night. She was completely naked, her arms restrained against each bed-post, with a cloth gag in her mouth and a silk blindfold. A vibrator hummed at her pussy, tied in place against her clit with her legs bound together in the middle of the bed at the knees and ankles. The girl twisted in her bonds, not trying to escape but seemingly enjoying them, relishing the tug against her skin, moaning quietly as she hit orgasm and became sensitive, tensing but riding it through with admirable fortitude. She was gorgeous, her soft yellow hair cascading down her shoulders, and what little of her face was showing in perfect symmetry with glowing white teeth. Her full tits jiggled slightly, her slim waist and tight thighs inviting Ankita's hungry eyes.
• Fighting to stay silent, Ankita registered the time on Lewis' alarm clock, shocked to see it was nearly half ten - not as early as she had thought it was. He had gone to work and left this girl tied up here! Mei was right, this girl was into some weird stuff. It was likely he had called this girl over for a hookup right after leaving Ankita's room last night! Lewis was utterly shameless. How long was he going to leave her like this? Surely not all day. Ankita reasoned that he must be planning to pop home at lunch, he did that on occasion.
• Yet another orgasm struck the petite girl as the vibrator's pace seemed to change of its own accord, and it lit Ankita with jealousy as the girl's scarlet-painted toes curled until the pleasure passed. Ankita's eyes were fixed on the beautiful girl's feet. No. No she couldn't. Before she even knew what she was doing, her desperation had her kneeling by the bed, her fingers in her pussy as she kissed the soles of this stranger's feet. Jolting at the unexpected contact, the girl seemed to smirk, surely presuming it to be Lewis teasing her. Ankita couldn't believe what she was doing, and as her lips moved to the girl's toes she couldn't believe her luck that this was working, feeling the ceiling on her orgasm lifting. Her tongue rolled between the ridges where each toe met the other, the blonde moaning quietly while Ankita tried desperately to stay quiet herself. She cringed as she felt herself gushing against her fingers, soaking her pyjama bottoms, and yet seconds later she did it again.