Chapter 65: Cuffs

I’m going to enjoy our naughty girl. – Ink

As Tank fastened leather cuffs around her wrists, Ink stripped out of his clothes. He then removed her shoes and jeans revealing the black thigh highs. He let out a low growl as he put her shoes back on and fastened cuffs on her. The cuffs effectively placed her in a perfect X position, open for their viewing pleasure.

Tank was naked as he got up on the opposite side of the bed. He reached over to her well trimmed mound with just a thin strip of short hair. Opening her up, he exposed the black slave ring in her hood. “Such a naughty girl." He leaned down and teased her with his teeth and tongue.

“What’s your safe word?” Ink asked huskily, watching her begin to leak as his friend continued to lick her.

“Popsicle.” She whispered shakily.

“She’s delicious.” Tank said as he straightened. He continued to hold her open as Ink’s tongue replaced his own. Ink hummed in appreciation as he delved in deeper and pushed a finger inside her. As he conti