7th March 2011 - 13:51 | London UK, Central | Age: 42
Is that you ... ?
You've set me upright; as I begin to falter and lose my balance you pull me toward you. I wrap my arms around your neck and kiss you desperately, needing reassurance, forgiveness, absolution. Forgetting your role as torturer, you hold me closer and kiss back just as violently as, a moment ago, you had been spanking me. Sweeping me up in your arms you carry me to the bedroom and lay me down, gentle for one brief moment. You strip—quickly, thoughtlessly—and come to me. Your hands are rough as they knead my breasts beneath my shirt, your mouth hard as you attack my neck, your body crushing as you lay your whole self on me, forgetting for once to worry about my fragility. You push my skirt up and slide a finger down my cunt, then hold it to my lips; I give way, sucking your finger clean, enjoying the taste of my own arousal. Snatching your hand away from my mouth, you force my arms above my head and hold them there as you enter me all at once, your cock thrusting deep and hard. You fuck me, carelessly taking your pleasure. I don't deserve to be enjoying this, but I am. Forgiving, you see my joy and rather than punish me for it you lie back and pull me on top of you, allowing me to climax in minutes. As my cunt pulses around your cock, you come deep inside me.
looking forward to hearing from you ...
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