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  • Something grazes my left nipple. I gasp. What feels like many butterfly feet trace down my belly, and back up to my breast. I know my feet are tied apart, but on instinct I try to clench my knees and I realise that my knees are tied apart. I am wide open to whoever (or whatever) is in there with me. I close my eyes (though it doesn’t matter if they are open… it’s just too dark) and I imagine you in there with me. And that pinching of my nipples… I imagine it is you. It hurts… I want to scream… but it is just a whimper that comes out. The ‘fingers’ stop twisting my masseur nipples, the rush of blood back to them makes me gasp and before I can arrange my senses, a barrage of stings land on me down there. I think exotic I just got pussy whipped! That burns like hell… and not surprisingly, I am turned on AND in a lot of pain. I can sense a presence… it’s just the air that feels so… ‘you’ make no sound at all. The cat-o-nine tails (it has to be that) lands on my right breast. And even though I know that I could be whipped anytime, not knowing where and what interval is unnerving. As if to ease the hurt a bit, a finger or fingers caress my pussy lips… parting them, probing the entry softly… causing my breath to tighten and every Wam other muscle to loosen. The frequencies of blows and caresses increase, some are simultaneous that I am no longer sure if there is just one tormentor in there with me. I can feel my body burn and sting to the point of numbness. I can picture welts crisscrossing my breasts and thighs. My face is wet with tears and my pussy is wet and dripping. Whatever platform I am shackled to is tipped up, vertically… causing my bum to slide lower. The picture I would present with the position I am in… sheesh! I am glad for the inky blackness of the room. I feel arms under my thighs… thank goodness they feel like arms… I had almost lost hope of the tormentor(s) being human, let alone you. I think I know what is coming... something hard, yet soft… parts my pussy lips and it is definitely not a finger. I half whisper, half cry asking ‘you’ to be gentle. Fingers wrap around my throat… stopping my pleading immediately… reducing me to gasping for air while ‘your’ cock slams into me. Nothing gentle about that. ‘You’ piston in and out. I am fighting to breathe. I feel like I am being torn apart down under. Damn! I wanted to be fucked… but this is painful… and yet it feels good… feels damn good. A tongue parts my lips... the ones on my face… and I taste ‘you’ for the first time. Yes… it is you. No one else (even with my masseuse lack of comparables) tastes and smells that combination… tobacco and midnight teakwood. Everything about this fucking is fucking aggressive… nothing gentle about the kiss… my lips are bruised, I am aching and hurting all over but with the knowledge that I am safe in your arms I want more. I feel the muscles inside me tightening… both yours and mine. I squeeze as hard as I can, trying to hold you tight inside me… of course it is just in my head. Being tied up like that all my squeezing is mental. I am on the verge of what I know will be a shamefully, shatteringly awesome orgasm when I hear the first words since I woke up… A gruff, throaty whisper… powerful in spite of the low volume, “You will not dare cum before I let you.” I want japanese to hold back… I can’t. I am worried about the consequences… my arms are aching hung the way I am. Every inch of me is sore… and I want to stand on my feet. Deb's inner womb was being stretched in order to accommodate more and more length of the 2 foot long cock. Aingeal When the kiss ended, Misty continued, “I’m so proud of you. You lick every inch of my rod and then start to lick my testicles too. At least it shouldn’t. She had more self control than that. When Greg and I got home, we were barely inside the front door when he ripped down my jeans and panties and bent me over his stuffed chair. They japanese talked about college. Finally, Caylie had to ask. You mean you… your mom?” I don’t think Mr. Grainger liked Mr. Avery very much, and,” Hazel wondered, “I think he also thought he might have had a real chance with me. Like if he could’ve just waited until after I graduated, we could start dating for real and people wouldn’t think it was too unseemly. Well… you are one of the most attractive females I’ve ever met,” Ayana admitted. “... take Wam it off.” The grade 12 approached me. “What’s the story?” “David, if you want him, he’s yours. The pleasure swept over me, a dizzy heat drove me to fuck her so hard. "I have exotic better-staying power than the boy whose cherry you took so long ago." “Come around in front of me.” I said to her. He paused moving ever so slightly in her ass until she relaxed accepting masseuse his huge cock in her depths and started to push back against him. I got my cellphone out and texted Daniel. The dog padded over to her and stuck his head into her masseur crotch and inhaled before dropping to a sit and waiting for the next command. The tip started pressing hard against my orifice but it resisted gallantly. ‘I work for Olivia Cruises. It was still much too low.
  • I start to squeeze him and tease him through his clothing. He suddenly bites my nipple and moan in pleasure. Good thing I like rough sex I thought. I start undoing his shorts and let them fall to the floor. They clunk on the ground because his phone and wallet and keys are still in the pockets. He’s wearing his shirt, a pair of red boxers and his shoes. “Fuck, I need to be inside you.” He says. “Good, I need you too.” I exotic tell him. I step back and start taking off my shorts, shoes and socks. As he starts taking off the rest of his clothes. We both stand there naked looking at one another. “Will this ever get old? That we love looking at each other’s bodies?” I ask him. “God, I hope not. But this Wam is new to us.” He says. His masseuse cock throbbing with need. “I want to suck you.” I tell him. He smiles and goes and sits down on one of the couches. I walk over to him and get on my knees in between his legs. I grab his cock and lick the underside from the base to his tip. I swirl my tongue around his head, tasting his sweet and salty precum and I start sucking and licking his cock like it’s an ice-cream cone and it’s a 95-degree summer day. Meaning I’m doing the best I can to make this the best blowjob he’s ever had. He grabs the back of my head and pushes my head down until masseur I can’t breathe, and his cock goes past my gag reflex and I’m deep throating him. He’s moaning in pleasure, and I can tell he’s really enjoying what I’m doing to him. I start bobbing my head up and down on his cock, each time pulling him a little farther out of my mouth, so I can just take him in my mouth and down my throat in one move. I start playing with his balls at the same time, and I know it must feel good because he’s starting to say my name. He grabs my head, holds me still and starts thrusting his hips and shoving his cock in my mouth face fucking me. I start getting spit and slobber all over me and him and I’m so wet I can feel my juices start running down my thighs. He suddenly stops moving. “Get up here. I want you to ride me.” He says breathing heavily. I stand up, my knees a little weak from having them on hard tile the last couple minutes. I have spit all over my face, and I use my hand to wipe it off, and I smile at him. And he smiles back. I climb on top of him and open my legs wide as he grabs his cock and holds it straight so when I sit down it slides right into my pussy. My pussy is super tight and feels like it’s throbbing and on fire because I’m so turned on. I slowly sit down farther so he enters me slowly. Inch by inch he’s invading my pussy, and he’s stretching me open. I finally just ram myself down onto him, so the last 2 inches go in me all at once and we both groan in pleasure at the same time. I start using my legs and bouncing myself up and down on top of him feeling his thick cock slide in and out of me as I start to grind myself on his cock. I can feel myself start getting close to an orgasm. I can hear my pussy squish because I’m so wet and turned on as I continue to ride his cock like it’s my job. Brandon grabs my breasts and squeezes hard and that sends me over the edge and I start cumming on him, my pussy tightening and contracting on his cock. I continue to ride him as my orgasm starts to go away and I am moaning his name. “Brandon... Brandon. Fuck me.” “Stop moving.” He says. I hold still, and he grabs me and starts thrusting up, and his cock is slamming into my pussy. He’s moaning, I’m moaning and all I can hear is our japanese skin slapping together as he fucks me senseless. “I’m about to cum again. Just letting you know.” I tell him. I kiss him hard as another orgasm washes through me leaving me breathless. He looked around at the weird scene. I push into her in one movement. Richard pumped his hips faster and I felt him stiffen and shudder on top of me. He froze in place suddenly, his eyes closed and his breathing shallowed. Can I call you back, I’m masseur eating lunch with Nisha, Kyle, and all their friends.’ I did. Wam Ulrich knew there would be consequences to sending the second Halo to the God. We had a wonderful meal with a lot of laughing and once when she gave me a compliment I stood over the table to kiss her. BECKY! “Um... on second thought... nevermind.” Eventually Ryan must have decided that she’d had enough and switched the vibe off. What surprised her was the whole experience embarrassed Sandy more than Dawn. "I know what you mean, but when she kneels down and begs to be our slave, humiliating herself really gets me off. All the other young ladies have had their way with you lately, now its my turn,” Jennifer says to me smiling as she takes me back to my bedroom. And after several agonizing hours with her oblivious roommate, they’d been left alone in her room. I am one of these lucky husbands who work from home while the wife commutes to the office only to return home at dinner time. Granted I cannot leave this bowl, but I am not restrained, and not in the immediate exotic power of men. I raised my head slightly from the pillow and looked down to where I was still jerking my painfully swollen dick this way and that as I tried to pop one out up over my bare belly and chest. I was sitting on the couch, playing some game on japanese the family’s Xbox, when Katie came by and sat down next to me. I couldn't help but glance over and take in the beauty of her body. “It was how he agreed to help me out tonight.” I let out masseuse a long exhale, feeling a weight lift from my chest, and the terrified chill warm from my skin.