Stings of a Puppet (Closed for BlondeAmbition4RP)

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"I don't see why not," she replied, "That was some night, huh?... Though it would depend on the song of course."

"I want it to be original, something you and I write together." he says, eating his breakfast.

Finishing his, he sits back in his chair and just watches as she eats the last of hers. He takes her plate with his and quickly cleans up the pans and dishes.

"I know I said I'll take you home this morning, but..." he leans down and kisses her softly, "how does this afternoon sound?"

He helps her to her feet, then lifts her up and sits her on top of the table. His hands grasp her thighs and parts her legs as he steps between them. He stops for a moment, looks at the faded black band shirt she wore, "You look fucking sexy in that shirt."

 

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Elle smiled as Walter announced that he wanted to write a song with her. Though she had to admit, as thrilling as the idea was, it was a little scary too. She'd been having trouble finding inspiration lately, and not all of the songs on her most recent album had been written exclusively by her. What if she didn't live up to his expectations?

Her smile returned full force however when after their meal he set her up on top of the table and moved to stand between her legs, commenting on how sexy she looked in his old band t-shirt that he'd left out for her to wear.

"Oh yeah?" she asked playfully.

Leaning back on one hand, she cocked the other behind her head and pursed her lips slightly as she batted her eyes softly and struck a little pose for him.

"Maybe I should make you my new stylist," she teased.

 

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He watches with a grin as Elle leans back, striking her playful pose.

"Maybe I should make you my new stylist,"

He had to laugh out loud with that comment. "Yeah?" He ask grabbing her hips and pulling her closer to him as he leans to her. "Band shirts it is then" laughing before kissing her lips.

Standing back up, Walter looks down at her on the table. He has so much to do with getting his house unpacked, catching up and learning all the playlist for the upcoming tour, but all he can think of is her, right here, right now.

He reaches up, hooking his finger in the neck of the shirt and pull it out a little. "Well, maybe not band shirts only."

 

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Elle smiled at Walter, sitting back up as she followed the pull of his finger hooked upon the neck of the faded black cotton band shirt.

"Oh?" she asked in a playful tone, her eyebrow arching at him as she smirked.

She leaned forward, her arms reaching up and draping around his neck and shoulders. She glanced down at his bare chest and torso appreciatively, then brought her gaze back up to his face as she slid one of her hands down, her index finger drawing lazy swirls over his skin and tracing the outlines of his tattoos.

"Is there something else that you would rather dress me up in?" she teased.

 

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Walter smiles at her words. If she only knew what went through his mind when they are together. He allows the shirt to pop free of his finger before placing both palms flat on the table beside Elle.

"Oh, I can think of a couple things I'd dress you in." He tells her with a mischievous look about his face.

Walter had never found it easy to discuss certain things he found interest him. He was convinced that no real woman would desire these things or even remotely find some of his ideas or thoughts interesting. He will admit, Elle never really protested or objected to his desires yet. But those were just tip of the iceberg really. Would she be as accepting to say...rope?

He kisses her lips, eyes looking hers. "Too bad we can't just go shopping."

 

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"Oh, I can think of a couple things I'd dress you in."

Elle's eyebrow had arched with curiosity at the mischievous look on Walter's face then. She could see the gears moving within his mind as she looked into his eyes and could not help but wonder what manner of outfits he was thinking of. She tilted her head to accept his kiss, then smiled at his suggestion of shopping.

"That does sound fun," she admitted as she continued to trace her fingers over his skin, they dipped lower now to move over the ridges of his abs, "A lot of things my stylist picks out for me to try now, but I've done it before where I wanted to shop with friends, so I had the store close up just us."

 

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Walter followed her finger with his eyes as she traced it down his body. "Now that sounds like a great day" looking back up at Elle. "You modeling for me."

Walter steps away for a moment, grabbing his phone from the counter and handing it to her. "Make the call, anywhere you want." Before walking away, he gives a very mischievous smile. He walks down the hall back to his room and starts to dress.

He suddenly finds himself in a rather peculiar situation. How does he discuss some of the things he wishes her to wear? Being assertive or even aggressive in bed is one thing, but such things as ropes and cuffs are by far something way out of the ordinary.

Walter grabs his shoes, his pants still unbuttoned and shirt over his shoulder. Walking back into the kitchen, Elle still sits atop the table with his phone in her hand.

"Find somewhere you wanted to go?" He ask as he sits in the cair in front of her.

 

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Elle could not help but smile as well at the mischievous look Walter had given her before walking back down the hall to his room. She wasn't certain what had inspired the look, but she'd certainly liked that devilish gleam in his eyes just now. Was it just the idea of sneakily taking her out shopping and getting to pick out whatever he wanted for her that had inspired it, or was there something else up his sleeve?

Looking down at his phone, she'd instantly known which place she wanted him to take her to. She quickly looked up the number online and dialed, asking to speak with the manager. It was her favorite boutique in the city and she shopped there frequently. They'd shut down for her before and she knew they would be more than happy to do so for her again. Most importantly, she knew she could trust the staff to be discreet about her "friend" that would be coming with her to shop that day instead of her stylist. The plans all arranged, she ended the call just before Walter joined her again, the sight of him half dressed with his pants unbuttoned and his shirt tossed haphazardly over his shoulder making her pulse spike for a second.

"Mmhmm," she replied with a smiled at him as she nodded, handing him the phone back and showing him the address, "It's not far."

Unable to help herself, as he looked down at his phone she carefully stretched out one of her legs towards where he sat in the kitchen chair before her, her toes teasingly sliding up the inseam of his pants and then sliding over the unbuttoned crotch of his pants, her other leg dangling over the side of the table as she smirked at him.

 

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His boots on the floor, he takes the phone from her hand and looks at it. "I've seen this place, I've never been inside," he says smiling, "obviously."

He moves his phone to the side as looks down, watching her foot move up his leg. As her foot reaches the top of his unbuttoned jeans, he scoots down in the chair a bit, feeling his dick swell beneath the sole of her foot. "Now, now, Miss Adams."

He reaches down, lifts her foot up and to his mouth. He looks her in the eyes as his mouth parts slowly and his tongue stretches to meet her big toe. It touches her toe softly as his lips wrap around it slowly. He sucks it slowly before slipping it from his mouth.

Tilting his head a little, Walter runs his tongue up the arch of her foot as he holds it by her ankle. His cock has hardened to the point that it is now exposed through his open jeans. "Would you wear something for me today?"

His mouth continues kissing and licking the sole of her foot as he reaches inside the pocket of his jeans. He pulls two long, white, silk ribbons out and lays it over her ankle.

 

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"Now, now, Miss Adams."

The smirk on Elle's lips widened into a smile at Walter's playful chiding and the feel of his cock swelling as she teased it with the sole of her foot. When he took her foot and lifted it to his mouth however, her lips parted slightly with surprise, her eyes transfixed by his mouth as his tongue reached for her toe and then took it into his warm, wet mouth.

Her breath caught in her throat, the rush of sensation as he sucked on the sensitive digit catching her by surprise. When he ran his tongue up the arch of her foot she shivered, toes clenching a little as she gripped the edge of the table and tried to keep from squirming at the tickling sensation.

"Would you wear something for me today?"

She wondered what he might request. The band shirt? Something he had in mind in particular when they went shopping? Instead she was surprised when he slid the two long, white ribbons from his pocket; their smooth, silken fabric sliding softly over her skin as he draped them over her ankle that he still held.

Her eyes looked at the ribbons with confusion, her head tilting slightly to the side as she lifted her gaze back up to his face with curiosity.

"How do you want me to wear them?"

 

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"How do you want me to wear them?"

With her leg supported in his hand, Walter touches the inside of her thigh with the tips of his fingers. Softly and slowly he lightly drags them down her leg. "I was think here," he informs her as he turns his head to the side and kisses her ankle.

He places Mirela's foot flat against his bare chest. He takes a single ribbon and places it under her arch. He begins to methodically wrap the long silk over her heel and ankle then up her calve before tying a bow with the bitter ends behind her leg.

He takes a moment to inspect his work, smoothing and unfolding so the silk lay flat on her skin. He runs a single finger over her skin then the smooth ribbon, admiring how beautiful she looked with it. "Something like this perhaps," he tells her, placing her foot back on his tattooed chest for Mirela to view better.

Satisfied with his work, he places her silk bound foot back on his thigh before reaching for her other foot. Again, he wraps her heel, ankle and calve with such precision before tying another bow behind her leg.

He caresses her calve, then up her thigh with both hands as he leans down and kisses her leg. "What do you think? Wear it for me?" He ask looking up at her, still in his old band shirt. "A secret between us. Your pants should cover it. No one else will know."

 

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Elle shivered slightly again at Walter's touch as he trialed his fingers down her thigh and kissed her ankle, watching in curious fascination as he slowly and carefully laced the ribbon up one lithe calve and then the other, the feel of his fingers and the satin sliding over her skin as he worked making her skin tingle in response.

She smiled down at him as he finished his work and kissed her leg, asking her what she thought of it. A mischievous glint shone in her eyes at his suggestion that it would be a secret between just the two of them.

"Hmmm..." she hummed in consideration as she lifted her legs and stretched her legs out before her to examine them, her toes resting against his chest.

She took a moment to admire his handiwork, her head tilting to the side as she took them in. She had to admit, she was a little impressed. He'd been meticulous in his lacing, even finishing them with beautiful little bows. She loved the pattern they made upon her skin.

"I like it," she told him with a smile, "Of course I'll wear them for you, Puppet."

 

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Walter smiles as his pleased with her agreeing to wear them, plus he like the way she playfully uses his last name. Standing from the chair, holding her ankles as he places her feet either side of him, he steps between her legs before wrapping his hands around her waits. "You're the only person who make my name sound sexy" he tells her as he kisses her quickly.

"Now," he says as he lifts from the table, hands under her ass to support her, "you need to get dressed. I promised to take you shopping."

He carries her to his room where her cloths were laid on the bed for her. He first sits her down, then lays her back on the mattress as he kisses her deep. His mouth travels from her mouth to her neck as his hands grip both breast tightly before nibbling at each nipple through the fabric of his shirt. He continues down her stomach, placing his hands on each thigh and preventing her from closing her legs. He bites gently on the inside of her thigh, right on the muscle at the very top.

Standing up, he looks Elle in the face, her hair framing her beauty as she looks back up at him. Walter grabs his jeans, still open from when he dressed, pushes them down a little then pulls them up, buttoning them from the bottom to the top. "You need to get dressed" he tells her as he smiles down at her.

Walter quickly finishes dressing, a plain white tee shirt, boots and a jacket before stepping inside his houses garage. Opening the garage door, he pushes his Harley out to the drive way before turning to see Elle walk out into the garage. "Hope you don't mind. It's a nice day," handing her a helmet.

 

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Elle had smiled and given a little laugh as Walter had lifted her from the table, her legs wrapping around his waist to help support herself as he held her and carried her off to his room where she she quickly noticed that he'd already thought to lay out her clothes on the bed for her. He sat her down upon the bed, and she opened her mouth to thank him, but before she could get out the words he caught her off guard as he laid her back on the bed and kissed her.

She groaned softly against his lips, her head falling back as his mouth moved to her neck, and then openly moaning as his hands gripped her breasts before nibbling each nipple and then down over the rest of her. He had her gasping and squirming upon the bed, one of her hands moving down to grip the top of his head as he bite her inner thigh. She groaned softly in protest as he pulled away, but then smiled as he started to push down his jeans, but then... was he pulling them back up?!

"You need to get dressed."

She stared at him dumbfounded for a moment. Was he serious?! When he moved to finish dressing though she gave a little chuckle and shook her head.

"Tease," she accused under her breath, rising from the bed and quickly donning her own clothes before dismissing herself to his bathroom and closing the door.

She went ahead and helped herself to a few of his toiletries to freshen up, and then borrowed a comb to smooth out her hair, deciding to just leave it down for the day, and then made her way out to join him in the garage, sliding on her shoes and picking up her purse as she passed through the living room. Spotting him pushing out the Harley she smiled.

"Boys and their toys," she mused with a smirk, walking forward and taking the helmet from him.

"Not at all, this is kinda perfect actually," she commented as with a grin she slipped the helmet on, "It will help hide my face along the way."

 

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"Like women don't like our toys" he tells Elle as she comments on his bike.

Watching as she climbs on behind him, helping her find pegs for her feet, Walter fires the custom bike as it shutters and vibrates to life. He reaches back, taking her hands inside his and moves them further around his waist before dropping it in gear and pulling out the drive.

It is mid morning as they ride. He can feel her closeness to him, her hands firmly around him but not in a nervous way. It takes a few minutes to get downtown to the boutique, but it was a ride he enjoyed. Outside, he kicks the stand out after letting Elle off and turning the bile off.

Inside, Walter begins to question if this was such a great idea. The ladies in the shop obviously know her as the talk and tell her of all the new selection they received, the outfits they prepared for her. Walter walks to her side, taking the helmet from her hand and sitting it on the counter.

He stands off to her side, just behind her watching as they pull outfit after outfit fir her to try on. He leans in and whispers into her ear, "Where's the sexy things?" he ask with a hint of laughter.

They walk to the back of the shop where the dressing rooms are. He playfully pats her ass as she walks to one of the rooms, "I want you to model for me," he says with a laugh.

As she changed and showed him each outfit, he could not help but notice she still had the ribbon wrapped around each foot and ankle. The thought that she wore it for him, because he wanted her to made him happy and warm inside.

Before they leave, Walter pays the lady, insisting on it and help Elle with her helmet. The ride was rather short, opting to take her home which was much closer than his house. He walks her to elevator on the private parking garage while holding her hand. "I'm glad you wore it," he tells her, pointing down at her feet.

 

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"I'm glad I did too," Elle answered Walter, glancing over at him with a smile as they walked hand-in-hand.

She knew of course just by his gesture what exactly he was referring to. She'd noticed the way that he'd been glancing down at the ribbons he'd asked her to wear that day as she'd been modeling outfits for him at the store. She had to admit, she had enjoyed wearing them for him, especially after seeing how happy it had made him. It had been a fun, sexy little secret between the two of them, just like he'd said that morning.

"Thank you for suggesting it, and the shopping. I had a really good time today," she told him as they reached the elevator and hit the button, adding with a little coy look up at him, "Do you have time to come up for a bit? I made a little side purchase while you weren't looking as a surprise."

She smirked and leaned back against the panel, her free hand reaching under the neckline of her sweater to pull a white, satiny strap up over her shoulder that hadn't been there before, then tucking it out of sight again.

"I couldn't really model it for you in the shop, but I got permission to wear it out of the store and I thought you might like to see.. I thought it looked nice with the ribbons."

 

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"No need to thank me, I had a great time," Walter tells her, standing at the elevator. "It was enlightening to say the least. Watching these ladies cater to you. You can tell they were huge fans of yours. I've never seen someone try on so many different outfits," he says teasingly to Elle. "Hell I buy my jeans off the rack."

"Do you have time to come up for a bit? I made a little side purchase while you weren't looking as a surprise."

"Did you now?" He ask, watching as she tucks the white strap back under her sweater as she leans back against the panel. Walter steps up closer to her, reaches beneath the shoulder of her sweater and runs the satin strap over his finger. "How could I possibly say no?"

"I couldn't really model it for you in the shop, but I got permission to wear it out of the store and I thought you might like to see.. I thought it looked nice with the ribbons."

"So a private showing then?" He suggests, stepping even closer to Elle. Leaning down he kisses her softly just as the bell rings and the doors open.

Stepping into the empty elevator, Elle first, Walter steps to the back wall before reaching over and grabbing her hand, pulling her against him. His eyes locked on hers, he reaches up, pulls her sweater out just a bit, then peeks down in an effort to steal a peek of your purchase.

 

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Elle had just hit the button on the panel within the elevator for her penthouse when Walter took hold of her hand and pulled her against him, bringing a smile to her lips as their eyes locked. When he reached up and pulled her sweater out a bit to try and take a peak down the front she laughed softly, a hint of white lace becoming exposed before she quickly took her free hand and pressed it to to the front of her sweater to flatten it back down against her chest.

"Nuh uh uh, Puppet," she chided playfully, wagging her finger at him, "You'll spoil the surprise."

With a smirk she leaned forward and placed a kiss upon his stubbled jawline.

"Be patient."

 

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He laughs as she shuts him down, getting only a glimpse at the white lace beneath her sweater.

"Nuh uh uh, Puppet," she chided playfully, wagging her finger at him, "You'll spoil the surprise."

Walter pulls her a little closer, sliding his hand from her lower back to her ass. "Impossible. Not only do you continue to surprise me, but you also amaze me."

As the doors slide open to her penthouse, Walter follows her inside and does his best to maintain a level of patients. He places his hands on her hips from behind, pulling Elle back against him. Leaning down, he kisses her neck the collarbone before softly asking her if she cared for a drink.

He begins to make his way towards the wet bar in an attempt to settle his curiosity of what she purchased for him. "Whiskey" holding a glass in his hand.

 

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Elle had felt her heart beat more quickly with excitement in response as Walter had pulled her closer, his hand sliding from her back to her ass. She smiled at his words, then the ding of the elevator had announced that they'd arrived to the penthouse level. Pulling away with a smirk she'd lead him out of the elevator and then into her home with a sway in her hips.

Almost as soon as they were through the door and it was closed behind them she felt his hands upon her again, pulling her back to him and kissing her neck. When he asked if she'd like a drink she smiled and nodded, watching as he helped himself to the wet bar with a smirk.

"Whiskey"

"Puppet, you read my mind," she replied with a little laugh as she moved to join him.

"Here, let me show you where I keep the good stuff, " She added with a wink as she pulled down a bottle of her favorite.

He could see that this particular bottle was already half empty, and there was already a couple backups on the shelf behind it.

 

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Watching as Elle pulls a half empty bottle of whiskey out. He is immediately drawn to the rows of bottles behind it. What would someone need this many bottles of the same whiskey for? He takes the bottle from her hand, opening it and pouring each of them a glass.

"Must be some good stuff. I see you keep enough of it around," he tells her with a smile on his face.

There had been times he swore he had smelled alcohol on her. Often times he would dismiss it as social drinking. In his short time in the industry, he had seen deals discussed and made over a drink or two, so he payed it no mind.

He raises his glass, tapping the rim against her glass, "To the good stuff."

He takes a drink, smiles at her suddenly, "Wow, this the good stuff. Do you keep so much because it's rare?" His curiosity winning over.

Taking a seat on one of the stools, Walter places a finger inside the front pocket of her jeans, pulling her slowly towards him until she stands between his knees. "Now, about this surprise you mentioned," he tells her as he looks into her eyes, "Do I get to unwrap it?"

 

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"It's fairly rare. Imported, and a limited edition batch if I remember right," Elle had replied with a shrug as she'd taken another drink from her glass, feeling the comforting warmth of the liquor slip down her throat and through her body.

In truth that wasn't why she kept so many bottles on hand though. She tended to go through them pretty quickly with it being her favorite and would call her assistant and have her order more from Elle's own private reserve any time she felt her stash was getting low. She told herself it wasn't too much though. Drinking was often a part of her work, and so what if she liked to unwind with a drink from time to time when she was alone too. What was the harm in that?

She smiled as Walter sat down and slid a finger into her front pocket and pulled her to him, her free hand resting on the top of his thigh as she smirked at his question and took another drink, emptying the glass and setting it down on the bar behind him.

"Mmhmm," she told him with a nod and another playful smirk as she leaned forward and teasingly tasted his bottom lip, "I'd say it's about time that you do, Puppet."

 

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Walters eyes never closed as she tasted his lower lip, staring into her face. He can feel his shaft begin to grow and harden as the anticipation of a special surprise grew.

"I'd say it's about time that you do, Puppet."

Elle's words placed a smile across his face. The temptation to rip her shirt open was undoubtedly strong, but not what he wanted.

He reaches over to the bottle on the bar, pouring half a glass amongst the ice. He reaches inside the glass and retrieves and cube of ice. Walter runs the cold, whiskey soaked cube over her lips, his eyes tracing the path it will take. He places the ice in his mouth, cleaning the remaining whiskey from it before dropping it back inside the glass.

Wrapping his boots around her legs as Elle stands between his thighs. He pulls her close, pressing her against his rapidly growing cock. Walter looks down as his fingers begin to work the buttons on her shirt, freeing each one with his fingers as he looks on, eager to reveal what Elle wears beneath it.

 

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Elle had watched with interest as Walter had brought the ice cube toward her, holding still for him as he'd ran it over her lips, her eyes remaining on his. Her own lips had then parted with a breath as she'd watched him then bring the cube of ice to his own mouth, unconsciously biting her bottom lip then and tasting the whiskey on it as she'd watched him suck the melting cube clean before placing it back in the glass.

He pulled her closer then with his legs and she smiled, her hands resting upon his thighs, tracing her fingers softly over the denim as his fingers worked at her buttons, undoing them one by one and gradually revealing the white lace bodysuit with lace up detailing along the front that she'd been wearing underneath.

"Do you approve, Puppet?" she asked with a smirk, the fingertips of one of her hands tracing up the inseam of his jeans.

 

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Walter traces a finger over the crossing silk ribbon along the front as he relaxes his legs around her. "You look amazing. Yes, I approve very much so."

Walter stands up in front of Elle, his hands on her waist and fingers hooked into the loops of her jeans. His muscles flex and tighten as he lifts her straight up, sitting her on top of the bar. His hands reach down, pulling her shoes from her feet and tossing them over his shoulder with no regard as to what's behind him.

Walter grips her feet in his hands, feeling the ribbon he had bound to her feet earlier in the day. With a slightly wicked grin, he reaches up with both hands and undoes her pants, button and zipper before grabbing the waist and pulling them down her thighs and legs, throwing them across the room. His eye absorb Elle as he admires her beauty and what she had done to please him.

Bend down, he kisses the top of each thigh. His hands run down the side of her legs as he continues to kiss her bare skin. With his hands under her knees, Walter lifts Elle's knees, causing her to lay back on the bar top. He removes his shirt, his large tattooed chest bared completely as he twist his shirt tightly in both hands. Walking to the opposite side of the bar, he takes her left, then right wrist, wrapping his shirt tight around each before tying it to a secure place behind the bar.

He walks back to the front of the bar, back between Elle's thighs. His hand begins to dig loudly in the ice bucket, tumbling and dropping several cubes to the floor and bar. He looks directly at her face, making sure to over emphasis him placing the ice inside his mouth. Slipping his fingers beneath the crotch of her white panties, he pulls them to the side with a fair amount of force, exposing her to him as he lowers himself between her legs.

His cold tongue and mouth waste little time as he instantly sucks her hard clit into his mouth while pressing his tongue against it. One hand holds her panties tight against her leg as the other, still cold from handling the ice, slips a chilled finger deep inside her as he began to lick her and sucker her while his finger slide in and out of her.