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looked at me, kissed me and said driver wi
s, and cuffs line the walls with toys I've never seen but can't wait to get used o
his chest that make my mouth water. He walks closer with a gaz
ck
stop in f
redator, with a whip in his han
e it
instead I tense as the tip of his whip drags from my ne
thing,
the shadows, but I feel the we
H
e sting blooms on my ass. Did
bration. He wants to be called Master? W
I correct myself, my voi
red man in the country: Real estate mogul. Owner
on
hip down the back of my legs. His v
own. My bra wasn't my best, so I'd ditc
cold air hits my skin, and sud
compared to the wome
it. I'
eak out: Ful
name, he grumble it. Letting
large, not pe
his opinion and I'm greeted with dark, hungry eye
eze t
r them, pressing them together. He groans, an
in, lifting a good cleavage
ck
owly, poking the tip of my tongue onto
feel is the whi
and shocking as earlier. This one
p and it ig
alk or call him without being told. I've r
aight at the mirror, squeeze
out when my pussy throbs a
own: the whip. Before I can look up, Banks li
so soft I bounce
ft back and oblige. Pulse
. Doubt and anticipation ringing
ead apart on the rail that h
t. He's on a cotton brief. His pelvis lini
ked away, roll my eyes that he's lying but in this red room, I
omach of flesh and too much of every
years, I don't want to change anythin
his dick jerks against his briefs. Proof he heard
Now in front of me, his eyes doesn't hold that hungry
d drop, he separates my thighs so wide
s off the center of my pantyhose, revealing m
ation could hold me, I feel the gr
s my pussy and my en
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ring to fall out as I'm unsure what to say. He continues flickering the tip
is tongue on my clit, then give a round
erect at the on
g as he push his tongue deeper, pull
ghten- My areolas are squeezed and erect. I squeeze my ey
then my pussy stretch more. A stinging pain blossom my eyes
eper, curling his tongue up, while his
eet, and his thrusting merge with my moans t
ers out. A loss that w
r eyes on
I closed my eyes or when he
h
is dripping fingers and
heart racing at the deep timbre of his voic
n me, his eyes holding me as he turns it,
ing slick run
ifting his head up with his pace quickening
t break in bits as
and I pulsate at the loss
ead up to l
and its tails land on

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