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Pervy_Sage
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Her ass.
He removed his fingers from her mouth, and dug both hands into her buttocks to pull them apart. Though the resistance was challenging, he was able to insert his tongue inside of her sensitive hole rather quickly. Shen she felt him there, her thighs began the start of a deep tremble. She tried breathing deeply to maintain some semblance of control, but she knew that her attempts were futile. She could feel her pussy leaking onto his tongue, and those juices being carried into her ass as a lubricant for what was to come. Just the expectation of that moment was too much for her, and another orgasm wracked her body. She was helpless. He was in total control.
And as he forced his tongue farther inside of her, he felt his cock swelling again. He knew the time was right. Standing up, and without warning, he shoved his cock into her hard and fast. There, he thrust quick enough to build up the pressure that she needed to relax, and then pulled out and slid his cock against her bud. Replacing his cock with his fingers, he massaged and rubbed her pussy while his cockhead pressed intentionally against her ass. As her moans began to rise again, her resistance melted, and his cock head slipped inside of her. He knew that a few more moments would grant him the access that he needed to finally have his dinner. With a look of complete love on his face, he slapped his palm against her pussy, drawing more screams. The smacks and spanks sounded against the walls of the dining room. The stings and rubs drove her crazy. IN the commotion, he was suddenly lodged deeply inside of her ass, and was fucking her with slow, yet savage strokes.
It was only then that she caught his eyes, and held them. She refused to look away, even as the pleasure pulled at her. Even as his cock sped up, pounding her sensitive ass with reckless disregard. She held his eyes. Even while she could feel his control slipping. She felt his cock swelling, She knew what was next.
Now it was his turn to scream. His entire body was vibrating. His muscles were tense. He was barely speaking now. It was his turn to be incoherent. His mind focused only on her. His body took the reigns.
She fought her bindings. She wanted more of him. She wanted what he had worked so hard to produce. She knew that she couldn’t move, but it didn’t stop her.
The table shook violently. The wood could be heard creaking and cracking. The flowers fell from the table and some fell onto her, decorating what was already a beautiful canvas even moreso.
His eyes crossed.
Her eyes closed tightly.
He removed his fingers from her mouth, and dug both hands into her buttocks to pull them apart. Though the resistance was challenging, he was able to insert his tongue inside of her sensitive hole rather quickly. Shen she felt him there, her thighs began the start of a deep tremble. She tried breathing deeply to maintain some semblance of control, but she knew that her attempts were futile. She could feel her pussy leaking onto his tongue, and those juices being carried into her ass as a lubricant for what was to come. Just the expectation of that moment was too much for her, and another orgasm wracked her body. She was helpless. He was in total control.
And as he forced his tongue farther inside of her, he felt his cock swelling again. He knew the time was right. Standing up, and without warning, he shoved his cock into her hard and fast. There, he thrust quick enough to build up the pressure that she needed to relax, and then pulled out and slid his cock against her bud. Replacing his cock with his fingers, he massaged and rubbed her pussy while his cockhead pressed intentionally against her ass. As her moans began to rise again, her resistance melted, and his cock head slipped inside of her. He knew that a few more moments would grant him the access that he needed to finally have his dinner. With a look of complete love on his face, he slapped his palm against her pussy, drawing more screams. The smacks and spanks sounded against the walls of the dining room. The stings and rubs drove her crazy. IN the commotion, he was suddenly lodged deeply inside of her ass, and was fucking her with slow, yet savage strokes.
It was only then that she caught his eyes, and held them. She refused to look away, even as the pleasure pulled at her. Even as his cock sped up, pounding her sensitive ass with reckless disregard. She held his eyes. Even while she could feel his control slipping. She felt his cock swelling, She knew what was next.
Now it was his turn to scream. His entire body was vibrating. His muscles were tense. He was barely speaking now. It was his turn to be incoherent. His mind focused only on her. His body took the reigns.
She fought her bindings. She wanted more of him. She wanted what he had worked so hard to produce. She knew that she couldn’t move, but it didn’t stop her.
The table shook violently. The wood could be heard creaking and cracking. The flowers fell from the table and some fell onto her, decorating what was already a beautiful canvas even moreso.
His eyes crossed.
Her eyes closed tightly.
