Kik Selfie - She loves to get fucked and swallow cum as well?

?" "Yes!" I nodded. "Good slut!" he said. He left the room, briefly, then returned with her until she was still wrapped in his arms. "Very well, slut. Sit with your feet apart and make me use the full strength of the vibrator tonight." I did as he said, and the vibrator was eased into my pussy. My back arched, my ass was just touching the edge of the seat. my cunt muscles rippled in rhythm with the pounding of my orgasm. I closed my eyes, took deep gulps of air, and exhaled. She sat up, and undid her skirt. She then wrapped her arms around my head, her legs in my shoulders, pulling me tight against her. We stayed that way that whole night. The vibrator had gotten much use. It was something that had come to our fore though, in my mind's eye. It had been torn out. Somewhere along the way, a new thing had come along.

Something that had quite literally torn my very soul in two. I closed my eyes, inhaled deeply, and nodded to her, smiling at her. Sometimes I thought if I only stayed that long, I would literally lose my mind. Probably not. I got to the hotel, took a half-aroused, half-disappointed Amy to my room, and made her wait by the phone. The wait was long. In the end, it was almost a test of will power, as Amy had to swallow and gulp down her wine. But when we'd waited a little bit too long, I returned home. She put her suit back on, and undressed before I could snag a glimpse of her underwire bra and panties. I looked in the bathroom mirror and saw that she had applied the gel to her sex. It felt like a nice, thick wipe, something that… I'd do it for stuff. I concealed the fact that I was using her, but she knew I was. She had vibrators humming away in her pocket. There was this one, that had a bigger, fuzzier vibrator, that she had been fiddling with, hidden away.

She smiled, nodded her head, and whispered, "I hope you enjoyed that." I looked at her in the eyes and said, "I did. I love you, Kik Selfie." Then we were alone again. I was impatient for the next time. When I got home, Kik Selfie jumped on the bed, and Kik Selfie guided me onto her back. It was a good thing too, she was so freckled. I sat there and watched her for a while, enjoying the sight of swollen lips and a hot, moist Kik Selfie. I made my way over to the nightstand, got some candles, and arranged them carefully. I got a fluffy pillow, and placed it under Amy's head. Then I covered her mouth. She was watching me, her eyes downcast, her hair hanging down her back. The candles glowed on the dark, and I knew that she was probably off to sleep. I twisted the chain that came with the lamp around her neck. It was a symbolic, almost) the end of my punishment. Amy was mine. Amy's eyes were shining, hopeful, and I hoped that she'd learned her lesson..