
'Don't! No! AH!', Astrid spluttered, for in that selfsame moment Julia removed her hand and held her ripe mouth down firmly over the young woman's while gripping her chin so that her lips were unable to escape the wanton salute. Little by little, under the squashing of Julia's mouth, Astrid's upper lip rolled back, her white teeth parting haplessly to receive the gliding of Julia's tongue within. Therewith, pinching the girl's nostrils, Julia ensured that Astrid's mouth remained open while her tongue swirled about hers.
Long, long did this kiss of illicit passion last, while Astrid quivered in her every vein. Not even her dear mama had kissed her upon the mouth before and the experience flooded her mind with unwonted pleasure against which she still wilfully fought. Knowing her victim better even than she did herself, however, Julia relinquished her grip upon Astrid's chin and allowed her palm to float lightly and in the most teasing manner over the rosebud nipples, which peeped amid the binding ropes.
Her nose still pinched twixt Julia's finger and thumb, Astrid gurgled and twisted. Their salivas mingled as did their tongues. Electric thrills coursed through her tits, which the bonds caused to swell even more. Her nipples rose like thorns and her scented cunt moistened anew. Bubbling out her breath, she gave a long, low sob that throbbed with untold passions, as Julia slowly withdrew her mouth and hands.
