Dinner ( 2 )
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In the still early minute of the evening you have your night of use planned and everything is apparatus. We had an other dinner that you prepared it special knowing I would go through it all. You had a diminished amount of sleeping powder in the mix and a Viagra as well. With the repast consumed we settled on to the sofa to cuddle and slacken and not long after I was out. You cleared away the furniture and laid a cover on the floor. Next you stripped me of my clothes taking time to excite me a bit but not to get carried away. You knew if I was excited a few times my load in my sac would be far greater than normal and you wanted a large burden tonight. You rolled me into the midriff of the cover boldness up. Placed a blindfold on my head and then using ropes secured to the furniture you bound me to them spread eagle on the floor. Off you go to prepare yourself because when I awoke I would be yours for the using.
Sometime later I awaken and when I try to absent the blindfold I can't, I try to roll over and see I am bound and as I wonder what you are up to I hear your footsteps come into the elbow room. The sound a petty off, not your normal shoes or cowboy charge but solid. My creative thinker goes into overdrive as I recall a comment I made about you could do anything to me in those boots…THOSE BOOTS ! ! ! Oh my god how sexy and not bad you looked in them, how they hugged your sura's and made me want to kiss you all over. You snicker and say."My, my what a predicament we have here, all tied up and can't motility. I think I am going to accept fun now."You walk over and standing over me you squat, I smell your sex that pungent olfactory property that drives me wide. You lower it down brushing my nose and I reach out with my tongue hungering to preference and pleasure you. I manage to swab your lips and tickle your clitoris a minuscule and then you rise. You reach out and run your fingers down my body pinching my mammilla and slowly reach my stiffening cock. various strokes later you decide it was time for your pleasure. You position yourself over my light beam and lower your wet, pulsating vagina onto me. Once you have me all the way inside you reach your clit and rub it slowly at initiatory then faster and faster. Your juice are flowing down my severeness and at just the rightfield mo your pinch your button and a pocket-size orgasm takes over your body. When your shuddering subsides, you rise and depart leaving me in a rather rouse res publica. You go to the kitchen and grab the minor Cucumis sativus and airstream it and grab a lulu towel and takings to me. You look at me and decide to sit on my chest of drawers, lean over and buss me rather softly at first then more passionately finally thrusting your tongue into my sassing and running your hands over my head while pushing the blindfold off. You remembered that I loved the painting of you in the blue bra and a sheer white top from Yuletide light moving-picture show. When I look at your peg you have on the boots I love. Your smile says it all - you are taking me up on my comment and I smile even bigger when you slide your puss up to my shin just letting me drub from the bottom of your outer mouth and just up to your clit. I lean my head as far forward as I can and start to feast on you until you slide back down my chest smell at me and shake your head whispering not yet big guy. I see you lean over to the side and pull up out the cucumber vine. A devious smile comes across your adorable lips and you take the cucumber and rub it around my face and then drag it down my dead body to fag out your vagina sits on me It isn't vainglorious than 7 in long but minute and VERY firm. You rise a bit and get going rubbing your twat with it all the patch watching my eyes, voicelessness to me, what should I do now…. I swallow and say use it ... shove it in your slit and let me suck and eat it out. You knew I would say this and while watching my eyes you slip it inside yourself. My center get large as it disappears all but about an inch. Once it is in you tell me to be good to you and I may get some relief as well, but if I am bad I will suffer a tenacious meter. Now you slip up my body and post your vagina over my oral cavity once again. You tease me a lot lowering and then rising just out of my reach until I finally care to get the end of the veggie and slowly draw it part way out of you. Then you put your full free weight on my expression driving it back inside, wiggle a bit then rise again. Some how I managed to keep hold of the cucumber but I know what you want so I slip my promontory up and stuff it back in again. Over and over I repeat, shoving it in and my nose striking your button. Finally, your legs give out as your consistency convulses in coming you fall to the side and tremble in bliss. I managed to hold on to the cucumber vine and when I see you watching me I crunch on the veggie slowly eating it and your cum at the same time. My hard rooster is bear straight and my balls are aching for ministration My pelvic arch are rising in involuntary thrusting, begging for release… Once you have calmed down you leave to let me do the same After 10 minutes or so you return seeing me laying there you decide you can't wait and slip between my legs and leaning forward you lick my turncock and then blew your cool off sweet intimation across it. Once again, I am like steel and with glassy middle you crawl up place your fantastically wet puss over me and lower your body on to me. Slowly agonizingly slowly you slip down my hard prick until I am fully inside your furnace like tunnel. You lean down and kiss me deeply all the while working your pelvic arch up and down rubbing your clit on my prick. When you feel the beginnings of your orgasm you whisper in my ear -"cum, cum in me NOW"! ! ! I thrust my pelvic arch once, twice and on the third gear shot my juices come rushing from my sac and out the end of my tool flooding you completely. You feel the warmth of me orgasm enter you and it triggers your climax as well. Both of us continue to jactitate about the floor for what seems the likes of hours but is lupus erythematosus than a couple of minutes moaning and groaning the whole time. You realize finally my arms are around you and my leg have you trapped between them. A picayune giggle escapes you and then we both start laughing for the ropes held but the furniture didn't. You have fulfilled another of my phantasy and I can hardly wait to try to make one of yours come honest. maybe that new dame you work with who keeps staring at your ass when you bend over will avail ?