“Too tight?” I asked.
Ellen shook her head. Two hums.
“So what’s the problem,” I asked, releasing the cord and letting it lie slack between her legs.
“Um, um, ummm,” Ellen murmured, shaking her head with emphasis on whatever it was she wanted me to do. He tilted her head downward and then muttered again.
“Something I need to do to your p***y?” I asked, looking more closely at the naked and swollen s*x that seemed to be pulsating.
“Um,” Ellen hummed.
I touched the exposed and enlarged clit and she nearly flew off the floor.
“Um, um.”
I explored the pink tendril more carefully and discovered, amongst the accumulated fluids and bits of cord that had become embedded when I torqued them tight a few moments before.
“Something here I should know about?” I asked, lightly massaging the c
