“Now you can be comfortable,” she said. The satyr went to the chair and adjusted his size for it. When he sat in it happily she quickly drew circles around his wrists on the arms and his ankles on the legs of the chair. “Now you can’t get away.” She stated as if it were indisputable.” He was taken aback by this but he was also held fast. She didn’t actually know if he was indeed tied but she chinese was sure that if he believed he was, he was. The satyr frowned at her for the first time but didn’t struggle. “Don’t worry, this is a game. I’m like you, I like to play games.” Ada spread her legs and drew from her soaking slit some of her slick fluid with her fingers. She applied it to his never wilting member and stroked him slowly. His grin returned as she went back again and again to wet and rub him. The creature shifted and wiggled with the attention she gave him. He stuck out his tongue and she let him lick her fingers. There was lots of time for this and she continued unabated long into her hunger for lunch. She might have begun to asian run out of moisture but doing that to him turned her on so much she continued to make more. Just as she was beginning to think it wouldn’t work he began to become more agitated. Soon he stopped wiggling and thrust himself at her persistent finger till he went ridged and came. “Did you like my game?” she asked. He grinned his wicked grin. “I told you, we are going to have lots of fun.” Ada got her fingers wet one more time and worked them over the felt tip lines. The ropes and chair blurred till they were indistinct and the satyr leapt to his feet. He bound away and was in the dot before she could say more. “I think that went well.” She said to the room. She showered after that, thinking about lunch. ‘It will be more than once today cumshot but a single orgasm hardly counts.’ She thought. While drying, and making sure the felt tip ink was gone, she noticed what looked like a birth mark. ‘I don’t have a birthmark there.’ She thought. She rubbed it but nothing happened. Ada ate at the café where she had met Mike. She went inside and drew attention without minding. She did keep an eye out for Mike, not that she thought she needed him anymore. She just would’ve liked to see him without being seen, so she could set him cum up for her revenge. Not for giving her the satyr curse though, she thought she had that under control. Even sitting in a crowded room as she was she could feel the aphrodisiac working on her but she was practicing keeping it separate from her genuine mind and intensions. Those around her though had no idea they were being manipulated and so had no defense. Ada’s revenge was going to have to blowjob be upon someone like Mike. When we got the to car Tom threw his bag in the back and was about to jump in the front passenger seat and Mandy says no back here with me. Both of us have removed our dresses. He left to do as told, I got out cumshot of bed, kicked off my heels, cum and peeled off the stockings. “Todd, I'm puzzled by a few things I learned in sex-ed.” By blowjob this time, I've decided since it worked so well with Josh, that the same approach with Todd might work again. I got up as quickly as I could, my ass throbbing. I am prepared. Just so that only about half was still inside her. He put his face in her crotch asian and his mouth on her inflated tool. Cum was running down his dick and going all over his balls. In need of air, her hands shot up and grasped my thighs, pushing herself away from me. “Yes, yes, chinese what a tight pussy!” she gasped.