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"I didn't bring one, but I'll be happy to email it if you'd like." The store clerk seemed pleased by Michelle's enthusiasm and eagerness, though in taking a careful look at her appearance, it did not seem that she would be a good fit for such a specialized boutique. "It's good to see you here Michelle," said Cecilia, the lady with the angled short black hair, now wearing a long red sweater dress that appeared to be cashmere. In a lavender floral print dress and dark purple heels, Michelle confidently admired her display work as a very attractive couple entered the store; a man and a woman in their mid-twenties.
"What are you going to do?" Michelle asked, now grabbing her long locks and guarding them from Nathan, covering her breasts with them. "Just sit." Anticipating the worst, Michelle sat down anyway, but held her hair in the front with both hands, as if to defend her tresses from a pair of shiny shears that Nathan quickly produced. Firmly, Nathan placed one hand on top of her head, pushing it down forward, so that her chin was pressed against her chest, face looking at the beads of water falling from her eyes onto her bare lap. A slow, deliberate smile crept across her face as she reached up to touch the clipper shaved back of her head, fingers moving through the abbreviated hair, not curly any longer, but straight, golden with a slight wave in the front where the tresses hung to her lips.
In that embarrassing position, with panties and undershorts down and their anuses exposed as well as Susie's pudenda peeking through her open legs and Jim's scrotum visible, Chris took the plugs, rubbed a bit of lube on the business end and slowly inserted them in each anal opening. So when Dorothy mentioned a man she had been seeing, Chris smiled and mentioned that yes, he had been a year ahead of her when she was in school and was regarded as a good catch for someone back then. While they were getting started with dinner, her sister and brother-in-law could not hold back telling her the shame that they had felt that day when their immediate bodily needs brought on by the buttplugs had caused them to behave differently.
It reminded me of my step – mother and, although I’d had some bizarre thoughts about Elyse lately, I didn’t want to be thinking of her in the same vein that I had Maitena. “But,” she continued, “you need to be taught how to harness it.” She stopped as she looked me in the eyes for the first time since I’d said goodbye to her yesterday. Her clothes clung to her curves but draped softly around the rest of her, accentuating rather than revealing and I realised I’d spent so much time wondering what she looked like under her tailored suits because she hadn’t flaunted it for the world to see.
This in turn causes her body to sway and jiggle in impossible ways, her ass stretching the fabric, thighs growing pulsing on impact And on top her breasts swaying as if she wore nothing underneath, her nipples slowly starting to grow from the friction, forming thick shot glass sized hills on her track suit. "Really, why thank you, Joey." she says stepping back and lifting me and the chair for a hug from the back, accidentally breaking the chair into pieces and pressing her heavy warm breasts into around my head. "Now, let have you sit down tightly on the floor, while I prepare myself." She says pushing me gently down against the wall, and to my surprise dropping her 600 pound barbell over my legs.
I feel just like a princess." Megan said excitedly.. There I was standing above the little thing pumping my thighs almost zoned out about to start touching myself thinking of you, when I noticed he was crying. after she apologized she told me that she really wanted to try and touch my breast, and then she got carried away and started sucking my nipple. "I'm learning self control a bit, I still get carried away mostly when thinking of my little Joey. How big is my little monster now anyway...." Megan said affectionately... And that bunny look when I put on my heels to tower even more over your frail little body, and you know I am going to fuck you for hours.
I kiss the soft indentations on your shoulders where your straps were and I hear you murmur your approval as my hands playfully tease your soft breasts sliding into the cups of your bra I can feel the hard heat of your nipples against my palms. Instead I come back slowly stroking my hard cock back and forth while I look at you, I place the tip of my cock near your lips and stroke until a drop of pre cum falls onto your lips and you use your tongue to lick it from them and you taste me in your mouth.
other times I knew she had been playing with her clit as I would come home and feel her and find my hand "extra" wet and a smell of herself on her finger and lips... I was totally sunk deep inside my lover, cock head pressing against her womb, and she was squeezing her vaginal muscles like a milking machine, trying to urge all of my cum out of me. As I gained a little composure I pulled back slightly, moved her so she was on her back, and kissed her open lips, sucking her tongue, holding her tightly until I could feel her breathing return to normal.
As Consuelo sat down on the toilet that morning, she put one hand under her massive belly for support and the other down between her legs. Why would Marko get involved with such a plain-looking, simple-minded girl like Lupe? Later that day, as Consuelo was cleaning one of the upstairs bathrooms, she heard Spanish voices coming from behind a closed door. So it wasn't long before Consuelo's smelly cunt was hosting yet another rock hard cock, as the good doctor fucked her from behind harder than anyone else had. The doctor began to moan and Consuelo got excited, but as he shot his load deep into her, her water broke, flooding out over his cock and drenching the table.
The hand on my waist pulls me backwards onto you, and I can feel a stiffness in your trousers. My pace quickens as I hear your breath catch in your throat and feel your hands on my shoulders, pulling me in closer, thrusting more of you into me. I feel your hand come down on my ass hard and fast. I had not once thought that I would enjoy being taken by surprise like you had just done, but the desire I felt for you in the moments that had just passed was so intense, more so than I had ever felt before, I realised, I finally knew the meaning of wanting to be fucked.
Eventually they would all lose strength and slide down helplessly where she would be waiting to carry them to their place on the fence post, their dangling feet kicking just inches off the ground. Blake usually made it to the top of the twenty foot pole once, and on the second attempt would come within five feet of the top before loosing his grip and arm power. And as Brenda lifted him up and held him aloft she would carefully read all these confused feelings on his face. Finally Blake's frustration would crest and he would begin to cry and ball like the little submissive was.
His right hand went to the place where my head and neck meet and he said, "You have the most perfect eyes, I think I like them looking up at me." His hand was warm and seemed to vibrate an energy right into me. You are mine and I am going to make you cum." He kept his hand on my throat as he kissed and nibbled his way down my neck, my breasts, then his hands moved down to my wrists pinning them to the bed as his head went between my thighs. "Shhh Kitten, I am going to make you cum." His hands went up to my thighs holding them apart where he wanted them and I moved my fingers to his head keeping him where I wanted him though I don't think I had any choice.
The point of view switches frequently and uses the simple mechanism of signaling each change with "Mommy:" or "Jessie:." Or, for those times they're not in the dynamic, "Melissa:" or "Jessica:." This episode takes place some time after Melissa and Jessica have settled in to their relationship as Mommy and Little Jessie. Jessie: "Mommy, I had a bad dream." I take one more step down the stairs. Mommy: "That's my girl" I flick my tongue harder around your ass, and curve my fingers as they plunge in and out of you. Mommy: "That's it baby girl" my thumbs run over your clit fast and hard, I shove my tongue into your ass and frig my four fingers in and out of your pussy.
You feel the moment and open your eyes, immediately grabbing at my tits to lick and suck them. You moan with want and begin to lick and nibble my nipples all the more intently. I shiver and moan as my pussy begins to flow...dripping on to your rock hard dick. I lower myself onto your face and close my eyes as I feel your tongue licking up and down my clit. I moan as well and close my mouth as I cum all over your leg. With all the previous lubrication you slide it in with relative ease and begin pounding away as I groan and moan, grabbing onto any part of you I can reach and pulling you in closer.
Bev knew that she wanted to be made love to by both David and Gladys. "Talking Bev. We did not talk to each other about sex and it was one night when you asked me to be a black man and have you call me Master that I realised you enjoyed sex more than you let on and then I discovered your secret case one day and you had left it open and I rifled through it and found out what you liked to wank to." She really was a sexy woman and would definitely make a good slave for him and a good mistress for Bev. Once she was on her knees David slapped her round the face and said.
There have been whispers that I administer strict discipline in my office, spanking or maybe more, and even rumors that girls have sucked my cock or done other sexual favors under penalty of expulsion and blackmail. You are told to stand before me, and you slightly bow your head as I tell you what a bad girl you are, and go through the report, line by line, telling you how you need strict discipline to improve. You love being spanked, and the idea gets you wet, with throbbing pussy lips, feeling ready for sex in any form. I slowly raise your skirt to reveal your bare bottom, and tell you that you are a VERY bad girl to have no panties on!
Isaac felt a bit awkward walking back into his old high school four and a half years after having graduated, but he was eager to see Coach Marks, whom he considered his greatest mentor. His body, while not rippling with muscles, had obviously seen some time in the gym; his curly hair made her want to run her fingers through it while lying by his side, basking in post-coital embrace; his eyes belied a depth of thought she knew she would love to pick apart; his smile, however, was what ultimately broke her resistance. Isaac saw Tara rise from her desk, and as she walked over, he got his first really good look of her.
"You like getting fucked by guys?" Karen had asked him. Like several other eccentric West Hollywood characters, Karen loved to go barefoot too. "Good to see you're letting you're hair down," said Claude one night at a club. "Shithead!" she said as she went off to smoke a joint, sticking her tongue out at Simon as the techno music pulsated throughout the club. Karen liked them her way- ultra slut whores, extreme party animals, ultra fem guys who went both ways, submissive trannies who lived for cock. Karen just grinned and fell to her knees, the now lipstick smeared cock at the back of her mouth, as her tongue did it's subtle work.
And then he got into that damn low gleaming red automobile -- that hot automobile -- and when he powered up the engine it really did sound like the goddamned batmobile as he drove away pretty fast from the curbside and took off away to wherever Bruce Wayne goes when he just doesn't give a damn about the sick chick that he's left in her dismal pool of sweat and drool on some pavement out there somewhere in nowhere'sville. The smiles I give when I like the people looking are really coming down from a high place.
I hope you enjoy your weekend." Katelyn spoke softly, as if she was looking for approval. "Oh, master, you have to let me know who will be joining you next weekend." Katelyn said before she paused waiting for my response. She understood she was looking for the wrong type of master, and they knew nothing about controlling her in any way. All the time Karen remained chained in the center of the room surrounded by the growing darkness. I lifted her face with my hand again, watching her eyes look away. I find pain and force so uncivilized." She moved her eyes to the ground, trying not to let me see the smile she now had.
As I sat down I looked to Jen, expecting a little affirmation, but she had already turned away and was stroking Matt's hair. I couldn't help but look over again and watch as Matt bent in and started to aggressively make out with Jen. I looked down and saw his hand again exploring her bare leg. Looking down at the stain in my pants, I knew I was never going to be allowed even a bit of dignity with Jen, but I hoped I would continue to be the boss who served at the pleasure of the office intern.
The Ben climbed on the bed and Amy leaned forward and began to tease and suck his cock, watching Sam the whole time making sure he was paying close attention to how much she enjoyed sucking another man's cock. Sam fought and begged from the very beginning, when Williams cock broke into his tight ass he cried out so loud that William slapped him in the face for fighting and told Amy to gag him. Amy took Ben's cock all the way in her mouth as she watched William face fuck Sam. Sam knew how to answer, if he said anything but 'I love your cock in my mouth' he would suffer some cruel punishment that Amy and William will think up.
Bev quickly scurried along the bed and placed herself at the feet of her new Mistress Gladys. Gladys removed her finger from Bev's pussy and was pleased that she had made her cumm and then she said. She found a new packet of razors because she thought that she was going to need quite a few of them and then she went to the bedroom and plugged her waxing machine in and left it to warm to be used once she had shaved Mistress Gladys. Gladys stood and checked herself including her pussy and was happy with the job that Bev had done and she felt sure that David would be happy with her new look.
For a long moment, she simply stood there, looking into the naked boy's eyes, as she let one hand casually play with his balls. She felt a thrill run through her body as she deftly slipped her right hand between the cheeks of his bottom, impudently forcing apart parting the mounds of flesh until her fingertips were pressed firmly against his sphincter. Edward was a prisoner to the firm grip of those fingers closing on the shaft of his penis, unable to escape the exquisite agony of sexual torment and forced arousal, as she casually stimulated him to a full solid, throbbing erection.