right of first publication 2019 by tcs1963

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Edited by my friend, takemedown ...

aurora AFTERGLOW ...

My Point of scene

by tcs1963

I open our bedroom door, looking inside, I see you 're still sleeping. Since the beginning, I have always loved to watch you sleep. So vulnerable, yet impregnable and beautiful.

You 're laying there prone on your tummy. Our mantle tangled around those beautiful legs. The wrapping barely covers your nakedness. The lambency of my handprint still glows vivid pinko on your cheeks.

You are wearing my old and faded April Wine concert t-shirt as your nightgown, as common. It is pushed up over your waistline, exposing the silky pelt of your backside and the belittled of your back.

Because of my esteem of your awesome consistency, you never wear panty anymore. You love tempting me with those gorgeous globes. The crinkle in the midriff beckons me to kiss your cheeks.

When you agreed to be my belongings, idea, torso, and soulfulness, you entrusted me to use you in any way I see fit. The beautiful endowment of trust, you have given me is made to be cherished.

I smile to myself as I move closer to our bed and sit, with my back against the footboard. Then reaching forward, my hired man touching the silky pelt of your thigh. Slowly and deliberately working my way up to your bare ass.

I love to rub down your toothsome asscheeks after a firm spanking, as the lotion glows against your warm pink skin. Feeling your brawniness tighten at first, for fright I 've come back to penalise you again. Then you slowly unbend against my balmy manipulations.

Your groan arouse me as I slide my fingers into your crack. I tease your hind entrance and listen to the sweet racket you make. My digit gently massages the application around the rim of your sphincter.

Gently touching the outer ring, your cooing Begin. Pulling my hand back, I pour lotion on my hands and rub them together to micturate it warm. I further dampen my finger's breadth by sliding it into my mouth.

making sure it 's nice and wet from my spittle and the lotion, I move my handwriting back to keep on my incessant teasing. I can see you have lifted your pelvic arch off of the mattress, as an accidental invite to me.

Between your copious ass face, my index digit goes ripe to go. When I find your cute picayune sphincter, my digit touches just at the center. I add more pressure ; the tip of my finger opens you somewhat. You turn towards me, your rima oris opens in a silent scream, but instead, you take a deep breath.

The pressure level I use is n't overly aggressive, but it is very relentless. I hear your breathing become labored as I slide in a little rich and you open yourself to me.

You awaken just as my finger's breadth reaches into you to the second knuckle. Turning around, you look at me surprised but still smiling. My surprise violation have always had this effect on you.

I softly move my digit in and out of your puckering asshole as you bare down with your abdomen. You squeeze my finger with the muscles in your sphincter.

You tease me by grasping my finger, letting me know that this could be massaging my cock. You start to giggle at our secret plan, and I laugh with you, sweet fiddling female child.

I take out my index finger and squeeze my centre finger together with it, preparing to open you further. I lubricate my two dense finger and slide them more forcibly back into your asshole.

Your moan become louder as you struggle to admit the sizing of my fingerbreadth. I pat your asscheek, with my other hand and tell you to loosen for me. That 's when you realize I mean concern.

You wiggle your aphrodisiac little ass and vacate yourself that I 'm going to possess my way. I can feel you pushing up toward my finger, trying to will your backdoor outdoors for me.

Your ass is slowly opening nicely for me now, almost greeting my fingers with each thrust.

'' Very dependable babygirl, you 're opening up nicely for your Daddy, '' I say to you. `` You need to relax. ''

You nod your head `` Yes '' at me and generate yourself over to the sensations. As my fingers assault your anus, you feel me reach under you and at starting time gently massage your clitoris.

You tense up when I first work physical contact with your clit. I feel as though your ass is going to suppress my digit. Then I grab your tiny appendage between my digit and pinch, causing you to oink and then go limp.

Your body is at my mercy ; my oily finger's breadth rag your intimate areas. The pleasure and pain in your lower berth extremities are making you buck against my incessant toying.

I feel you getting wet. Your physical structure trembles, signaling that your sexual climax is impending. As I quicken my pace, your breathing gets raspier, and I can hear your battle as you try not to cum.

turn your face towards me, I hear you speak in your squeaky vocalism, `` Please, dada, may I cum for you. '' Your musical note infirm, but insistent.

After a few More seconds of fingering your sensible lady contribution, I whisper, `` Yes, kitten. Cum for your dad. ``

In just moment, I feel a blowup of fluids as they pour out of your sweet kitty, causing you to shake as if you're having a seizure. Our bed is now wet.

observance you intently, all I can do is smile. Pulling my bridge player away and letting you relax for a few instant, I lift my handwriting and bang you across your well-used asscheeks.

Leaning in and kissing you deeply as you lie there in your sexual climax afterglow, I whisper, `` Time for a warm shower, petty girl. volition you connect me ? ``

You smile and rise from our bed. Both of us head to the bath to wash away ourselves to get prepare for the day.

The End ...