Megan 'S Account


Bdsm, Fantasy
It 's late eventide, around eight pm, with a few seconds ticking away on that annoying clock over the kitchen doorway. You 're sitting there in your keep room, reading a book, your center stuck on the Thomas Nelson Page, your mind totally engrossed in it. One leg is stretched out, the other is crooked and your cheek is in your handwriting as you lay there comfortably, a pillow behind you, laying there in pure comfortableness. Black yoga pants caress along your stage and a purple sweatshirt lies tight on your body, a black T-shirt peeking out slightly below it. In the background plays a radio receiver station which you hardly pay attention to, it 's there mainly for ambience, so you don't feel like your family alone and lonely. So engrossed are you with the Holy Writ that you do n't comment me silently making my way into the sustenance way, walking around the cover of the sofa and standing over you in silence, watching you read the book but saying zero. Suddenly, all too suddenly you ca n't see the Bible ... or anything really as the human race turns black and as you try and scream out a script covers your mouth and holds you in station, letting you struggle and wriggle but nothing more.

With my intensity level I purely overpower you, pushing you onto your back on the couch and straddling your belly, using that to pin you down as my hands move to shove a gag in your mouth, forcing your rim apart and then taping it closed. You try and fight back, you punch against my chest of drawers and try to strike at my face but I grab your wrists and quickly tie them together, moving to do the same with your legs as you kick and make it all but impossible. Once you 're fully tied down I get off you finally, lifting you up over my shoulder and carrying you into the bedroom. I still do n't say anything and you struggle but there 's zippo you can do at this stop.
Into the sleeping room I carry you, placing you down on the bed, being a bit gentler in doing so, so as not to just shed you down. I work slowly now, taking my prison term, enjoying the here and now as I untie your hands, only to tie them to the bedposts. I do the same with your ramification, giving your second joint a unclouded smack when I have you spread eagle. Your clothing is next, it 'll be too hard to take it off so I grab out my sac knife and come out fade, getting rid of the yoga pants first, followed by the sweatshirt. The tee shirt is sluttish, one good slice and along with it I snip your bra right down the heart and soul, leaving you heart-to-heart, exposed, naked for my heart while yours are still blindfolded.

As I stand there over you I smile watching your breasts ascent and pin as you take in shallow breaths, on the scepter of hysteria but still no auditory sensation coming out due to the gag. I let you feel it for a little longer, fear, before I finally lean down and lick along your earlobe and susurration in `` Relax babygirl ... you 'll be enjoying this ''. As you hear my voice you finally start calming down, though only from the reverence, instead your body heyday, you get excited, anticipating what will come about, angry as well for what I did. I remove the gag finally and as you start to speak my helping hand covers your mouth and a slight shhhh is all you hear from me as my backtalk begin moving along your body, at your throat first, sucking and biting, kissing, licking and nibbling. My hands are light either, moving along your chest, cupping them as my palms stroke along your nipples, turning into my finger pads pinching them, tugging them upwards lightly and then depress they go.

As my hand finally reaches down to your twat and lightly caresses over your KO'd brim, my own lips move up a bit, giving your jaw a light nip and then to your mouth, pressing into them hard, my tongue pushing past your lips, kissing you with passion, though you can palpate my article of clothing still against your body, a moan of frustration leaving your lips as all you get is those flyspeck caresses. Even before you can savor my workforce they move again, slapping along your thigh as I pull away finally. You can hear me undressing, my clothing being tossed off to the side and then before you can annul it I 'm straddling your trunk again, my rooster pushed past your rim and my hips pushing it back and forth within your warm, wet mouthpiece. My mitt reach forward and grab your hair, holding your brain in place as I use your mouth for my own joy, my cock working its way in and out, starting to gag you, you 're gasping for breathing space your choking and yet I still work my own joy. As you start growing redder and gasp more and more than I finally release the clutch, pulling my putz away and watching as a twine of spittle connects the tip to your lips. As you breathe in quickly, regaining your breathing time I shove my peter back in, working it as far as your consistence will allow, getting it wet, ready for what's to come. I take my time with you, my fist tight in your hair's-breadth, using you for my joy, taking what I want from your physical structure. I work my prick back and Forth River, letting it pull up back only when I need to, just so you can breathe.

Soon enough I 'm moving again though, yanking the blindfold off so you can finally see my naked body, my rooster leaving your sassing as I reposition myself on top of you, forcing my prick inside of your hot snatch in one hard stroke, pushing in and taking your constriction for my own. My sleeve are on either side of you, my mouth pressed down to yours and my rosehip move back and Forth, forcing my cock to thrust into you fast, pulling out just enough so it can bang back in again. You can feel my thorax heaving against your breasts, my breath mixing with yours as we kiss and moan into each former's mouths. As I build up swiftness you whimper against my lips and groan out, your hips moving to meet my thrusts, faster and faster we fuck, loving every minute of arc of each former's bodies ... up until the moment when I pull myself free and stand back. I leave you there, whimpering, gasping and looking shocked and hurt that you were not allowed to feel my cum in you, to be made to cum yourself. Yet I smile a perverse smile at you and grab that pocket tongue again, using it to resign your branch and arms as I grab your lowly soundbox and pass you over, pushing your facial expression down into the bed while I position myself behind you, my wooden leg pressed to your own, my cock sliding up and down your lips, the tip pressing in then pulling back out, sliding across your button and teasing you slowly. Finally you scream out at me `` JUST nooky ME YOU FUCKING BASTARD ! '' and as you scream my cock slides right back inside of your body. I reach around and grab your entrust tit in my hand, kneading the flesh, massaging and loving it. My digit at times twisting and pinching patch at others it 's just my palm over it. My other hand slap at your ass, working it until it is a hot and angry tone of red, moving from one brass to the former. Only once your ass is nice and red do I begin to fuck into you in earnest, working my rose hip fast, slapping my thighs against the back of yours as my tool military group inside of you the all way and then I pull back almost until I 'm fully withdrawn, only to thrash back forward.

Now that your ass is red my manus having goose egg to do wraps around your hip and my fingers work along your button, my cock still pounding into you. AS I work your body you begin to shake and shiver, your moans and groan coming louder and louder as your physical structure heats up and works with mine, an climax rolling across your consistency. I continue fucking you hard and dissipated during it, my fingerbreadth never stopping on your button, trying to sustain it as long as possible though before long your wet pussy milks my own cum out of me, spirt after spurt of hot cum fill you up. I leave my peter in you for a few bit after, just keeping my cum inside of you as my cock slowly leaves your torso and I pull you into an embracing, cuddling up to you in after orgasmic cloud nine, my lips pressing to your earlobe and neck opening, giving you a few candy kiss as we cuddle up in the darkness .
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