so-much-to-play-with: We’d reach 12 days and I knew it would be the end of it. She didn’t, though.I
so-much-to-play-with: We’d reach 12 days and I knew it would be the end of it. She didn’t, though.I know denial weights a lot on her and, even though that’s also what makes me like it, I know it’s not to be added on other difficulties. So I had planned to stop a bit before the set date. But not to tell her beforehand.She was bent over the table after I’d pushed her. I could see her face and tears starting to pearl in her eyes. She wanted me to fuck her, I knew it, but she was also battling the frustration I had built. Such a good girl. She told me later she wanted to beg for it to stop but kept strong. I entered her cunt in one go. Tears cascaded on her cheeks as she let go a long sigh.I didn’t go easy on her. I took what was mine, what I’d saved to enjoy it plenty later. I kept her down, face against the wood, ponding her, marking her ass I had decided to not spare with repeated whacks, leaving her scarlet… But it didn’t stop her for a second. No flinch, no breaks from her moans of pleasure. She embraced what I gave her.She was the good girl I expected. -- source link