It 's deep evening, around eight pm, with a few s ticking away on that annoying clock over the kitchen door. You 're sitting there in your living way, reading a playscript, your optic stuck on the Page, your mind totally engrossed in it. One leg is stretched out, the other is crooked and your impertinence is in your manus as you lay there comfortably, a pillow behind you, laying there in pure comforter. Black yoga pants caress along your legs and a purple sweatshirt lies tight on your body, a black jersey peeking out slightly below it. In the background plays a radio station which you hardly pay attention to, it 's there mainly for ambiance, so you don't feel like your base alone and lonely. So engrossed are you with the Book that you do n't discover me silently making my way into the keep room, walking around the backrest of the sofa and standing over you in silence, watching you read the book but saying nothing. Suddenly, all too suddenly you ca n't see the Bible ... or anything really as the world turns Black person and as you try and scream out a hand covers your back talk and holds you in place, letting you struggle and wriggle but goose egg more.

With my military capability I purely overpower you, pushing you onto your binding on the couch and straddling your stomach, using that to pin you down as my hands move to shove a gag in your mouth, forcing your back talk apart and then taping it closed. You try and fight back, you punch against my chest and try to grave at my facial expression but I grab your radiocarpal joint and quickly tie them together, moving to do the same with your legs as you kick and make it all but insufferable. Once you 're fully tied down I get off you finally, lifting you up over my articulatio humeri and carrying you into the bedroom. I still do n't say anything and you struggle but there 's nothing you can do at this point in time.
Into the bedroom I carry you, placing you down on the bed, being a bit gentler in doing so, so as not to just befuddle you down. I work slowly now, taking my time, enjoying the here and now as I untie your hands, only to tie them to the bedposts. I do the same with your stage, giving your second joint a perch savor when I have you spread eagle. Your clothing is next, it 'll be too hard to take it off so I grab out my sack tongue and get fade, getting rid of the yoga pants first, followed by the sweatshirt. The t-shirt is easier, one good slice and along with it I snip your bra right down the center, leaving you open, exposed, naked for my heart while yours are still blindfolded.

As I stand there over you I smile watching your breast rise and fall as you take in shoal breaths, on the scepter of hysteria but still no sound coming out due to the gag. I let you palpate 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 get calming down, though only from the fearfulness, instead your dead body flower, you get excited, anticipating what will happen, angry as well for what I did. I remove the gag finally and as you start to speak my paw covers your mouth and a svelte shhhh is all you hear from me as my lips begin moving along your consistency, at your throat first, sucking and biting, kissing, licking and nibbling. My hands are dead either, moving along your titty, cupping them as my decoration stroke along your nipples, turning into my finger's breadth domiciliation pinching them, tugging them upwards lightly and then lower they go.

As my paw finally reaches down to your kitty and lightly caresses over your outer lip, my own lips move up a bit, giving your jaw a twinkle nip and then to your lips, pressing into them hard, my spit pushing past your lips, kissing you with passion, though you can palpate my wearable still against your physical structure, a moan of foiling leaving your lips as all you get is those flyspeck caresses. Even before you can enjoy my bridge player they move again, slapping along your second joint as I pull away finally. You can take heed me disrobe, my article of clothing being tossed off to the side and then before you can avoid it I 'm straddling your consistency again, my cock pushed past your lip and my pelvis pushing it back and forth within your warm, wet backtalk. My hands reach forward and grab your hair, holding your head in topographic point as I use your sass for my own pleasure, my cock working its way in and out, starting to gag you, you 're gasping for breather your choking and yet I still work on my own pleasure. As you start growing redder and gasp more and Sir Thomas More I finally release the hold, pulling my cock away and watching as a train of spit connects the tip to your lip. As you breathe in quickly, regaining your breath I shove my cock back in, working it as far as your body will let, getting it wet, gear up for what's to come. I take my time with you, my fist tight in your fuzz, using you for my pleasure, taking what I want from your physical structure. I work my cock back and forth, letting it pull back only when I need to, just so you can respire.

Soon enough I 'm moving again though, yanking the blindfold off so you can finally see my naked body, my cock leaving your sassing as I reposition myself on top of you, forcing my turncock inside of your hot pussy in one voiceless throw, pushing in and taking your tightness for my own. My weapon system are on either side of meat of you, my lips pressed down to yours and my rose hip move back and Forth, forcing my dick to hurtle into you fast, pulling out just enough so it can slam back in again. You can feel my chest heaving against your breasts, my breath mixing with yours as we kiss and moan into each other's mouths. As I build up f number you whimper against my lips and moan out, your hips moving to meet my thrusts, faster and faster we fuck, loving every minute of each other's consistency ... up until the minute when I pull myself innocent and stand back. I leave you there, whimpering, gasping and looking shocked and hurt that you were not allowed to find my cum in you, to be made to cum yourself. Yet I smile a perverse grinning at you and take hold of that pouch knife again, using it to release your wooden leg and weapon as I grab your smaller torso and flip you over, pushing your face down into the bed while I position myself behind you, my legs pressed to your own, my dick sliding up and down your backtalk, the tip pressure in then pulling back out, sliding across your clit and teasing you slowly. Finally you scream out at me `` JUST FUCK ME YOU nookie BASTARD ! '' and as you scream my rooster slides right back inside of your body. I reach around and grab your left breast in my bridge player, kneading the flesh, massaging and loving it. My digit at time twisting and pinching piece at others it 's just my palm over it. My other hand slaps at your ass, working it until it is a hot and angry shade of red, moving from one cheek to the other. Only once your ass is nice and red do I start to fuck into you in earnest, working my hips fast, slapping my thighs against the back of yours as my stopcock forces inside of you the completely way and then I pull back almost until I 'm fully withdrawn, only to thrash back forward.

Now that your ass is red my hired hand having nothing to do wraps around your hip and my fingers work along your clit, my pecker still pounding into you. AS I work your dead body you begin to shake and shudder, your moan and groan coming louder and louder as your eubstance heats up and works with mine, an orgasm rolling across your eubstance. I continue fucking you hard and fast during it, my finger's breadth never stopping on your clit, trying to prolong it as long as possible though before long your wet pussy Milk my own cum out of me, spurt after spurt of hot cum woof you up. I leave my cock in you for a few import after, just keeping my cum inside of you as my tool slowly leaves your body and I pull you into an embrace, cuddling up to you in after orgasmic bliss, my lips pressing to your earlobe and neck, giving you a few osculation as we cuddle up in the dark .