Restrained 18+ It was dark - and that was what made it all the more exciting. The dark was quiet, full of secrets... And it was intimate. With scary breath I took in, my chest heaved - my breasts were full and heavy and even breathing served to remind me of how needy my nipples were. They were painfully tight and erect, waiting for touch, tongue, teeth. Naked and sprawled across a wall, hands tied above my head and ankles bound. I was wet between my thighs and panting. And he just watched. If my ankles hadn't been secured together, my legs would surely have been shifting restlessly. I NEEDED. I thrashed my head and the barest of smiles teased the corner of his lips. I saw a rasp of tongue and a hint of teeth. 'I make you writhe, kitten.' He murmured. I nodded. 'Please,' it was a gasp. A gasp filled with sheer need. He paced forward and stopped a breath away. No matter how much a strained against my restraints, I couldn't reach him. Couldn't get that friction I so very much needed. My eyes were squashed shut. Feeling was too much - adding sight into it, being able to see what I lacked? That would surely destroy me. It came as a jolt. A wet touch to the place I ached. My eyes snapped wide open and caught the view and took my breath. He knelt before me, hands gripping my hips and his tongue at my core. He plunged in and out of me, his tongue tracing alien patterns, sending me closer and closer up the edge. Slickness coated my thighs and tears escaped my eyes. His beard against my pussy was addictive - he was addictive, this was addictive. And I was coming, on his face, on his tongue. Destroyed. Obliterated. Riding his face and splintered into a thousand.