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When Peter reached the delta of her sex again she moved her hips in a sinuous figure eight, gyrating like a belly dancer. He grinned and kissed the shaved mound of her sex, teasing her for a moment with his tongue before returning to the first aid kit for another roll of bandages.
‘Not yet, my sweet,’ he said. He held out his hand. ‘Your arm, please.’
Val gave a little moan of desire and frustration before doing as she was instructed.
When Peter finished wrapping both arms, he fed the bandages around her chest. When he pressed the gauze against her breasts Val gasped and writhed a little at the teasing contact. She felt her nipples tighten and she whimpered, widening her eyes pleadingly at Peter, urging him to touch her. But he remained focused and carried on with his work, manfully ignoring her entreaty as he encased her torso in bandages.
She gave a little cry as Peter pulled the bandages tight up against her sex and tucked them into a strip he’d looped around her waist. He made several passes, winding the gauze tighter and tighter before tying off the end. The slightest movement was almost unbearably stimulating. She pressed her thighs together, flushed with heat.
He took her face in his hands and kissed her deeply before starting again at her neck and working upwards. He wound the bandage around her mouth, her upper lip, her nose. Val tried to slow her breathing and calm herself as she felt herself disappearing bit by bit.
‘I love you,’ he whispered. Then he drew the last strip across her eyes, blindfolding her.
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