'Open the bag,' he said. 'You open it.' she would snark back..

'Open the bag,' he said. 'You open it.' she would snark back. His hand grabbed the back of her head so fast she didn't even see it. He brought her face up toward hers, planted his lips on hers, then brought his other hand to her pussy, which could feel even through her jeans, was already hot and probably soaking her panties. 'It's been months,' he said to her. "I know how bad you need this. Now open the bag.' She turned and leaned over the bed, purposely presenting her perfect ass to him, stretching the tight jeans over the globes. Half-expecting him to pounce on her, she waited a second, and the slight twist of her head gave her away. 'Yes, you have a gorgeous ass, but it's not getting you off this time.' he shrugged. She picked up the bag and turned with a pretend pout. She held it out. 'Good girl.' He cooed at her. He reached inside and brought out a leather belt. 'Hold out your arms. Push them together.' She knew what he wanted but made him do it. He brought her forearms together then began wrapping round the belt. Once. Twice. He went for a third wrap but it was tight. He put it through the buckle and pulled. 'Ow!' she said playfully. 'Quit faking.' He fastened the buckle. 'Now sit on the bed.' As she sat I pulled a silk scarf out of the bag and tied it to cover her eyes. 'You need to learn how to use that mouth.' 'I know how to use my mouth, nerd. How long is this going to go on, I want you to hurry up and fuck me.' She bantered at him. He was getting out of his trousers and dropping his boxers. 'It's going to take as long as it takes, until you learn what I like.' he said in a stern voice. ‘I’ll do what I wan…' She never finished the sentence. He brought her head forward and pressed his cock between her lips. She opened her mouth and let him slide inside. It felt as he remembered, warm and inviting, but there was no action. 'See that's what I'm talking about,' he said to her. 'You're waiting for me to do all the work. You're going to learn how to give the perfect blowjob like a good girl.’ He slowly withdrew to let her respond. She didn't say anything, instead holding out her tongue like a Catholic at communion. 'That's better.' He let the tip of his cock run backwards and forwards cross her tongue. 'Now curl it up a little.' The point of her tongue hardened and he pressed his cock onto it, letting it strake along the underside below the tip. 'Now open.' Her lips parted and he went back inside. 'Keep going at the underside then swirl.' She did as she was told and he felt his balls jump into life. As her tongue flashed around the head, it struck him that this was right about the time that an expert cocksucker would start with some up and down hand motion. But since he had tied her hands together, he wasn't ready to let her unfasten just yet. Still, he wanted that backward and forward motion, so he pressed harder into her mouth. She felt his head connect with her throat and kept on pressing. She arched her back and leant her head back more, and he pressed again until he felt her recoil. He pulled out as she gagged. 'You're getting better," he said in a reassuring tone, 'but more practice is required.’ he chuckles. She let out something like a groan in frustration, but he knew she'd be relieved as he unfastened the belt. 'So the mouthy girl finally knows what her mouth is for right?' He smirks as they lay in each other’s arms and rest.