Ms Braganza Climaxes In Cuffs

My first orgasm in life taught me one thing – life is dreary without good sex. And that’s the mantra I’ve lived by, even after marriage. Now, I don’t mean to brag but when Mr. Braganza and I take it, we take it to town! After much thinking, I’ve decided it’s best to share my bedroom adventures with you all. Because good sex and great stories are never a bad idea!

I realized I had been waiting to hear that sound for the longest time. Mr B unbuttoned the blouse I had just worn and took it off before the second clink sealed my wrists…and fate for that morning. I was sitting on the dining table chair with my wrists tightly cuffed and behind my back. Kissing my neck and working his way down, he got down on his knees and proceeded to slip my skirt off, sliding my panties right down to my ankles. I would tell you ladies what happened next but oh, I turn beetroot red just thinking about it. Let’s just say, his lips were touching me in all the places I wanted…and not just with his mouth. As I sat there squirming with pleasure but unable to uncuff myself, the desire to have him inside me grew with every minute. Very soon, my desire was fulfilled and God, just like old times, it was the best thing ever!

What will Ms. B do next? We’re so excited to find out!

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