Britwitch
Classically curvy
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- Apr 23, 2004
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Smiling and slowing down through her shudders and panting. Stroking her head lightly. "good girl" i whisper nipping her ear as i reach down and squeeze her nipples. Slowly pulling the hard strap on out. Taking it to the sink for a good cleaning and placing it on the rack to dry. Turning to see her still bent and tied.
"Are you sure you've learned your lesson?" i question as i run my hands up her thighs.
I murmur my thanks over and over as my heart rate finally begins to slow and my body's trembling starts to lessen.
I whimper quietly as the strap on leaves my sex, smiling to myself as my pussy mourns it's leaving.
"Oh yes, I have, I really have..."
I insist, my voice a little breathy as still sensitive skin reacts to the feather-light touch of her hands on my thighs.
"I promise I won't say such things again!"

Of course, if she weren't married, or were in an open marriage, I'd be spending some time exploring. And learning.