When he holds me close, his fingers lost in my hair, his kiss to my forehead melting me inside with
When he holds me close, his fingers lost in my hair, his kiss to my forehead melting me inside with a desperate want of him and giving me shivers of excitement all over. Even my breath is ragged in anticipation of how I will be allowed to please him, how he will be pleasing me. I am on the edge of climax without even being sexually touched, my drawn-out anticipation so emence, his strong hands attempt to steady my erratic movement. His command in my ear whispers “Cum for me.” And I do, a total mental and physical response to the man who owns my soul. We are both still dressed. What a surprise to learn I can cum on demand. He then begins to remove my clothing slowly raking his fingers along my body prolonging my shivers of climax. Now with no clothing he spreads my legs wide and says simply, “Good girl look at how wet you are for me. He drags his fingers through my wetness and licks his fingers. He then kisses me deeply and hungrily tasting his scotch and my scent on his lips nearly makes me insane needing him in me with a desperation I can not remember even knowing., removing only his pants, he shows me his enormous cock, and asks “ Does my good girl want to be fucked hard now.” Words catch in my throat, But I nod yes and in an instant he is in me. My world explodes into lights and colors and shivering. When he comes inside me he collapses on me and says, “This is how good girls get fucked. Do you like it baby?” I told him I liked it very much. and begged him to fuck me more. I believe I am going to really like being owned.(tn) -- source link
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