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She sat on the bed, naked, completely comfortable in only her skin. Her dark hair was already tousled; her fair skin glowed against the dark blue sheets. He sat next to her and kissed her deeply as he buckled a thin leather collar around her neck. Her arms twined around his neck as he rubbed her small breasts, caressed her waist, and then delivered a sharp slap to her rump.
She jumped, laughed breathlessly, and released him, searching his face for clues to what he wanted next. He smiled tenderly, and handed her a favorite toy. A mid-size vibrator, slightly curved, knobbed and ridged.
“Enjoy yourself,” he told her. “Let me see what you do when I’m not there.”
She grinned, and lay back against the pillows as she wrapped her lips around the fake rubber cock. She licked it like a lollipop, sucked on it gently, then with more enthusiasm. He felt his own cock twitch and get even harder as she moaned, wetting the whole length of the vibrator with her mouth, before finally laying it between her legs. She rested the spreading head against her clit and twisted the knob that turned it on.
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Her lover reached behind him, and grasped the handle of the flogger. He flicked the ends over her breasts, teasing her nipples, and was rewarded by the way she arched her back as she moaned again. She had wonderfully sensitive breasts
“Keep going,” he whispered, and flicked the leather again, a bit harder. She flinched, but kept fucking herself, faster and harder. She was close to coming; he could tell by the way her eyes closed and her breathing got heavy and ragged. He brought the leather down again, aiming for the peaks of her breasts, and this time she cried out as he left bakırköy escort a thin red streak across her skin.
“Oh, God!” But her hands kept working, thrusting the vibrator deeper into her pussy as she came closer and closer to the edge. “Oh God oh God oh oh OH!”
He lashed her again and again, watching hungrily as she writhed beneath the whip, pain and pleasure mingling as she came hard. When she would have released the vibrator, he grabbed it and held it in place, forcing another orgasm. The vibrator was slick with her juices, he pulled it out and tossed it aside, licking the sweet nectar off of his hand as she lay panting and moaning. His cock was hard and ready; he climbed between her legs, lifted her hips, and thrust deep inside her. Her pussy closed around him like a fist, and he groaned as he began fucking her, slowly at first, then harder and faster.
She wrapped her legs around his him, pulling him closer, begging for more, faster, harder. He obliged, scraping his teeth over the soft skin of her neck, pounding başakşehir escort harder as he got closer to his own climax. “Mine,” he panted. “My perfect little slut…so hot and wet for me…I’m going to come inside you, soon…”
And as she writhed beneath him, he grabbed her wrists, crushing them in his grip as he lifted his head to look at her face. He loved to look at her when he took her, to see the sweat on her skin, her tangled hair and half-closed eyes.
“Yours..” she breathed. “Please, yes, want you…want you want want you please….”
He couldn’t hold out any longer, and roared as he exploded inside her. She yielded, letting his release push her over the edge again so that she trembled and shook with him and bright sparks danced in front of her eyes.
When they could breath again, he propped himself up on his elbows and smiled tenderly as he brushed her tangled, sweaty hair from her forehead.
“You were beautiful,” he murmured. He kissed her gently. “Amazing.”
She grinned, and wound her arms around his neck. “That was…electrifying,” she told him. “I don’t think I’ve come so hard since…”
“Last week?”
She giggled, and planted a quick kiss on his mouth. “Yeah. Probably last week. When you did that other thing.”
“Yeah, about that…” He moved his hand, and she squeaked.
“Again!?”
“Well, if you’re too tired…”
Her eyes gleamed at the challenge. “Never!”
“Well then…”
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