” You reached between us and found my clit. You circled it firmly, rapidly, forcing me over the edge within seconds, but you didn't stop. "Kyle!” ...I shouted. “Please fuck me!” Whatever control you had before snapped. You slid inside me fast and hard. I could tell you were done playing games. I shrieked as another spasm hit me. You grabbed my hips again, pulling me up and slammed me back down on you. One orgasm rolled into another as the rain fell on us. You rode me hard, pulling me down onto you. Poi misi la mano destra sul seno sinistro, poggiandol'avambraccio sulla pancia. In preda a emozioni bellissime, mai provateprima, cominciai a piangere. Di gioia. Pensavo: "Presto comincer? aindossare il reggiseno, e so che pianger? nuovamente di felicit?, vedendoche finalmente sono diventata donna!" Mi sarei sentita come una ragazzinache mette il suo primo reggiseno, e marca cos? il suo passaggio all'et?adulta.In generale, ero felicissima, una sensazione che provavo da quando avevodeciso di. He started fucking her with steady strokes as she groaned and matched his tempo with her own thrusts.He had hoped that Michelle wouldn't get upset at his fucking another woman, and one look down at her told him he had nothing to worry about. She watched them closely but there was nothing in her eyes except a burning lust and desire. She shifted out from under Vanessa and sat down next to her. As Jon fucked her solidly Michelle reached under Vanessa and began playing with her tits. Jon groaned. The beams were stained a dark brown just as the hardwood floor and all the wooden furniture in the dungeon. The frame on the dais where he had been whipped stood in the middle of the room. Two wooden poles that ran from the floor to the ceiling, one round and one square, stood diagonally opposite each other about six feet from the dais. The wall opposite the wall with the red door was completely covered by a mirror. About a foot off facing the mirror to the right was a raised wide platform.