I Was Furiously Fucking
I Moved My Hand Up And
He Smiled With Pleasure
Suddenly A Thought Was
I Had Never Put My Fingers
Slowly And With A Sense
| I began to eat her, my tongue snaking around her clit and around, but not in, her inner lips and open vagina. She then walked slowly towards me, taking the time to allow me to take in the full of her body, her slim frame; her small, firm, perfect breasts, her firm thighs and long legs; and her perfect, tight, shaven pussy.
When I finally managed to make my way to my knees, being tied to the urinals as I was, she told me it was time to make her cum, or else. After she told me it was time to make her cum, she took the lash and gave me three more hard licks across the chest, and told me that if I didn't please her, I would pay.
She then squatted down in front of me, her hot, wet pussy only inches from my face. She told me to lick every drop off filth off of her, and to swallow every drop or else. I started with her dripping wet pussy, licking every drop of her sweet, musky juice from her perfect, shaven cunt. She continued to empty her bladder on me for a full minute, drenching me in piss. When she finished, the golden stream slowing to a trickle that ran down one of her legs, she unlocked my handcuffs and I fell onto the floor painfully as the dildo somehow found its way deeper into me, the sweat and piss pouring off of me, forming a puddle of piss, toilet water, and sweat underneath me.
I Was Convinced That
Anything That Is Except
I Was I Believed Still
Tonight Would Tell If
I Considered The Possibility
I Scooted Over To Where
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