I am moist, then wet. He decides to enter me, fuck my brains out, pounding with frantic, fast thrusts. Wishing to prolong that fuck, he slows down, fr...es me from the moorings, and flips me over on all fours. He lowers my head onto the pillow.“Yes, like that. Now stick up that ass!”He imposes his will on me as he touches me, seeking to arouse me with his fingers on my clit. Kneeling behind my butt, he penetrates me holding my hips to synchronize our movements.“Mmm... I love fucking this yummy. I liked fucking her.”“Good girl, Bethany. Yeah, she’s adorable, a real yummy morsel. I’m going to want to fuck her, by the way.”“Really, Daddy? C’mon!” Emotionally, she actually was a little irritated, but her biofeedback conditioning made her pussy pulse at the suggestion nonetheless. When this scheme came to fruition, it would be the seventh time one of her pussy conquests had been lured into her home for an overnight, only to get “caught” en flagrante eating Bethany’s pussy by a peculiarly. I ran my hand up and down her lovely body, while I held her still next to me. I lightly twisted her nipple and loved how she gasped at the light pain. I then ran my hand down her stomach to her panties and pushed them aside so that I could slide a finger into her hot slit. I gently fingered her for a minute or so, while I again kissed her neck. I could start to feel her legs going weak. I let her fall to the couch while I quickly stripped my clothes off, tossing them left and right, trying. Out came her favourite clothes peg nipple clamps, hair brush, two coils of soft nylon rope, a roll of silver duct tape, scissors, her beloved Hitachi and last but not least.. a riding crop. Where she got that I had no idea, the other items we had discussed but this was unexpected. Melissa exchanged nervous glances with me and Jasmine, while I just looked inquisitively at Jasmine. She winked at me and smiled, flexing the crop suggestively in her hands, then turned to Melissa."I'll be gentle.
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