MADELEINE BOULLIER<br/><br/>It didn't... take long... it rarely does, she is so good at it... I...<em>oh oui...</em>I peaked quickly and gently, not a hard orgasm, but hard enough for my head to tilt right back, my thighs to lift and shudder, my breasts to shake and a small gasping-moaning cry to escape. I'm not one to make a big display in public. Get me in private though and I love making noise, it excites me and it excites Mai too.<br/><br/>I came down from the lovely peak, gasping gently, my breasts rising and falling quickly. I lay there for two minutes as the pleasure subsided... I lifted my arms and reached for her, there was just one thing I wanted now. With gestures and words I drew Mai up my body and reaching for my bag rummaged inside, finding a little padlock.<br/><br/><strong>"Hands behind your back."</strong>I gave the order curtly but still with a loving tone. She lay down on my front, lowering her rump, her delicious soft girlish warmth being so lovely to hold. She placed her arms as I asked and I slipped the padlock through the rings on her cuffs, clicking it closed. I then encouraged her to wiggle up my body more and lay across one leg, I pushed a thigh between hers and felt the pressure of her bells against my skin.<br/><br/>As her head came up I lifted mine and kissed her tenderly, extending the kiss into something long, slow, loving and sexual. I gave her my tongue to suck on before withdrawing after a minute.<br/><br/><strong>"Thank you, Mai, that was lovely. Lie with me, want cuddles."</strong>As she lay partly across me and I felt the bells on her nipples dig into my flesh I reached for the bag again and got the sun oil out. I ran a thick drizzle of it up her back and putting the bottle down again, partly cuddled her and partly oiled her, running my hands up as high as her neck and as low as her small tight pretty bottom which I oiled far more than was necessary, especially down in between her cheeks around the plug and lower where she was wet.<br/><br/>I chuckled softly and deeply into her ear.<br/><br/><strong>"Wet girl. Good. I like you wet. Perhaps I will satisfy that lovely wetness later? Hm... then again, perhaps not. I know you like to be kept waiting too. Now, kiss me again."</strong><br/><br/>We went back to making out, me holding her, from time to time caressing her rear or slipping a hand under to tease her wetness but not enough for her to get near to satisfaction.