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After you have cried out a brutal orgasm the third time, helpless, tied, my hand hovering over your heat, wet with your juices, your back arched in anticipation and disbelief in your own sensuality, in the animal lust in you, somehow still unslaked, your pussy still tender, rising to my touch, so sensitive it trembles at the slightest touch, never mind the mix of tender and terrible, the insistent pressure on a clit so sensitive the lightest touch makes you writhe.
Your mouth open, unsure whether to scream or whimper, to cry out or beg, unable any longer to form words as we both sense it rising in you one more time, my fingers now inexorably slow, tender, teasing, each touch bringing you close, oh so close, each touch driving you near the edge of madness and lust.

 

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Go fetch Daddy's belt kitten.

 

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[Justis]

Isn’t it just!

 

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[Justis]

So very aptly written...

 

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[AmandaLee3036]

YES..

 

[Ginlover]

Love this one

 

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