sexy_curves
Lover, not fighter
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- Jul 25, 2006
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I nod and continue to squeeze and pinch and twist my nipples, my eyes closing once again as he slides my jeans down my legs, leaving them at my ankles. I gasp when he slaps at my thighs, a stinging pain on my flesh as I open my legs for him.
I bite my lower lip and inhale sharply as his hand grabs my panties, pulling them upwards, the already soaked fabric moving between my lips, pressing and rubbing against my clit, my hips grinding back against the panties in response.
My eyes open when his hand moves to my throat, squeezing my neck, pressing my back against the chair, his free hand spanking my pussy again, my body trembling in an electric mix of both pleasure pain, need and selfish want as he continues, his words pushing me further.
I feel his fingers against my pussy when he spanks me, I feel my wetness against them, coating them as my hips grind against my panties and his hand.
I bite my lower lip and inhale sharply as his hand grabs my panties, pulling them upwards, the already soaked fabric moving between my lips, pressing and rubbing against my clit, my hips grinding back against the panties in response.
My eyes open when his hand moves to my throat, squeezing my neck, pressing my back against the chair, his free hand spanking my pussy again, my body trembling in an electric mix of both pleasure pain, need and selfish want as he continues, his words pushing me further.
I feel his fingers against my pussy when he spanks me, I feel my wetness against them, coating them as my hips grind against my panties and his hand.