Without speaking, using the lack of spoken word as a form of sensory deprivation till she had the blind fold on him, she arched and eyebrow at the compliment. Checking the tension on the second rope she smiled, satisfied, before edging herself back till she was astride his groin. His erection stood proudly, bobbing slightly from the movements of the bed as her knees positioned themselves either side of his hips.

With her hands on the remaining two ropes still draped around her neck, the black silk scarf still around her throat she watched him from beneath hooded eyes as she lowered herself down far enough to rub herself on his erection. Her lips parted slightly as his cockhead was enveloped by her outer lips, her juices smearing along the length of him as she rocked back and forth.