Languages: English
Location: Daddy's bed
Smokes/Drinks: no/yes
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Age: 35
Body Type: slim
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I can't hold on much longer. Please." "Ohhh." His breathing was perfect. She took the head of his cock and simply rubbed it up and down her throat. She went to one side and she slowly undid the garter and slid it back into place. Then she did the same to the other stocking while still rubbing her crotch. She reached behind and started playing with her breasts, where her fingers started rubbing just about the clit, and then she switched to the cupping motion. "Not so hard," she said quietly. She was getting very wet indeed. "I am going to take a shower Nsfw: Camsoda." She reached for her t-shirt and sat it on the edge of the tub, but left it on top of the water. Once she was dry, she reached for her handbag. "No, hold off." She looked at him. He stood up, having to keep the wet cloth between his legs. She was right there between his legs. He lifted his foot to shove out the wet cloth.
She startled and I managed to jump out of the tub, frightened. His hand came down hard on the back of my head. "This is for spanking." I was shocked. I never had any in my control. This was the hardest thing I had ever done. He had spanked me some, but that was because he trusted me. I never trusted myself. He knew I had a bad temper. He was very gentle, but sometimes I just couldn't stand it. He would spank me and I dreaded the punishment he would most want me to endure. I was right, though, that I had to very much enjoy this. It seemed to take on an uncontrollable quality. I would push the restriction out of my body and find myself looking at the tormentor, unable to stop the rush of sensations that built and built, the hunger that rose and fed on my every touch, every touch, every desire. It filled me like I had never felt in a long time. I was becoming his little slut..
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