ZARA D – BREATHLESS – by ALBERT VARIN (80) TLE

Raven-haired honey Zara D is a long way from home – and away from all her kinkiest friends, too. Luckily, she’s a resourceful girl with a talent for improvisation. The cuffs? She never travels without them, but she also gathers anything resembling a rope or cord – the belt from her robe, straps from her suitcase. Then she binds herself like the expert she is. All she needs to do is close her eyes and, as she pulls on the silken length around her neck, it’s as though she is being collared by a master or mistress and ready to obey – and then commanded to make herself orgasm as hard as she can. Soon she is teasing her nipples rigid, then clamping them between her collection of tweezers. By the time her fingers creep down to her shaved pussy, her juices are already smearing her clit as they ooze out from between her neat lips. Within just minutes she’s cumming, thighs clamped tight around her hand as it grinds and circles over her clit. She slumps onto the tile floor, relaxed and satisfied that she has all she needs here – for now, at least…