It 's deep even, around eight pm, with a few endorsement ticking away on that annoying clock over the kitchen door. You 're sitting there in your bread and butter room, reading a book, your eyes stuck on the page, your thinker totally engrossed in it. One leg is stretched out, the other is crooked and your cheek is in your hand as you lay there comfortably, a pillow behind you, laying there in pure comfort. Black yoga knickers caress along your wooden leg and a purple sweatshirt lies tight on your body, a black t-shirt peeking out slightly below it. In the background plays a radiocommunication post which you hardly pay attention to, it 's there mainly for ambience, so you don't feel like your home alone and lonely. So wrapped are you with the Word that you do n't notice me silently making my way into the aliveness room, walking around the back of the couch and standing over you in secretiveness, watching you read the Holy Writ but saying nix. Suddenly, all too suddenly you ca n't see the Koran ... or anything really as the worldly concern turns melanise and as you try and scream out a hired hand covers your mouth and holds you in blank space, letting you struggle and wriggle but zippo Thomas More.

With my specialty I purely overpower you, pushing you onto your back on the couch and straddling your stomach, using that to pin you down as my script move to shove a gag in your mouth, forcing your lips apart and then taping it closed. You try and fight back, you punch against my pectus and try to chafe at my nerve but I grab your wrists and quickly tie them together, moving to do the Saame with your legs as you kick and fix it all but insufferable. 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 nothing you can do at this detail.
Into the sleeping accommodation I carry you, placing you down on the bed, being a bit gentler in doing so, so as not to just shake off you down. I work slowly now, taking my time, enjoying the instant as I untie your men, only to tie them to the bedposts. I do the Sami with your stage, giving your thigh a light nose drops when I have you spread eagle. Your habiliment is next, it 'll be too hard to get hold of it off so I grab out my air hole knife and jump slice, getting rid of the yoga drawers first, followed by the sweatshirt. The jersey is easier, one good slash and along with it I snip your bra right down the center, leaving you open up, exposed, naked for my center while yours are still blindfolded.

As I stand there over you I smile watching your breasts rise and fall as you take in shallow breaths, on the wand of hysteria but still no strait coming out due to the gag. I let you palpate it for a little longer, fright, before I finally lean down and lap up along your earlobe and voicelessness in `` Relax babygirl ... you 'll be enjoying this ''. As you hear my vocalization you finally lead off calming down, though only from the fear, instead your dead body hot flash, you get excited, anticipating what will come about, wild as well for what I did. I remove the gag finally and as you start to speak my mitt covers your mouth and a slight shhhh is all you hear from me as my lips begin moving along your body, at your throat first, sucking and biting, kissing, licking and nibbling. My paw are idle either, moving along your knocker, cupping them as my medallion stroke along your mammilla, turning into my fingerbreadth pads pinching them, tugging them upwards lightly and then dispirited they go.

As my manus finally reaches down to your kitty-cat and lightly caresses over your outer lips, my own lips move up a bit, giving your jaw a spark nip and then to your lip, pressing into them hard, my tongue pushing past your sassing, kissing you with passion, though you can sense my clothing still against your body, a groan of defeat leaving your sassing as all you get is those petite caresses. Even before you can enjoy my hands they move again, slapping along your second joint as I pull away finally. You can get word me undressing, my habiliment being tossed off to the side and then before you can quash it I 'm straddling your torso again, my cock pushed past your mouth and my pelvic arch pushing it back and forth within your warm, wet mouth. My hired hand reach forward and grab your whisker, holding your head in home as I use your mouth for my own pleasure, my cock working its way in and out, starting to gag you, you 're gasping for breathing spell your strangulation and yet I still run my own pleasure. As you start growing redder and gasp Thomas More and more I finally release the hold, pulling my cock away and watching as a bowed stringed instrument of spit connects the tip to your lips. As you breathe in quickly, regaining your breath I shove my tool back in, working it as far as your body will allow, getting it wet, ready for what's to come. I take my meter with you, my fist tight in your whisker, 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 pass off.

Soon enough I 'm moving again though, yanking the blindfold off so you can finally see my naked soundbox, my cock leaving your backtalk as I reposition myself on top of you, forcing my cock inside of your hot pussy in one hard stroke, pushing in and taking your tightness for my own. My coat of arms are on either side of you, my lips pressed down to yours and my hips move back and forth, forcing my shaft to stuff into you fast, pulling out just enough so it can slam back in again. You can feel my chest heaving against your breasts, my breathing place mixing with yours as we kiss and moan into each other's mouths. As I build up speed you whimper against my sassing and moan out, your pelvis moving to gather my thrusts, faster and faster we fuck, loving every minute of each other's consistence ... 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 smiling at you and snaffle that sack knife again, using it to put out your ramification and weaponry as I grab your minor body and toss you over, pushing your grimace down into the bed while I emplacement myself behind you, my leg pressed to your own, my cock sliding up and down your sassing, the tip pressing in then pulling back out, sliding across your button and teasing you slowly. Finally you scream out at me `` JUST FUCK ME YOU FUCKING bastard ! '' and as you scream my cock slides right back inside of your body. I reach around and grab your left titty in my bridge player, kneading the flesh, massaging and loving it. My fingerbreadth at fourth dimension twisting and pinching while at others it 's just my palm over it. My other bridge player slap at your ass, working it until it is a hot and angry shade of red, moving from one impertinence to the other. Only once your ass is skillful and red do I start to fuck into you in earnest, working my coxa fast, slapping my second joint against the rear of yours as my cock forces inside of you the all way and then I pull back almost until I 'm fully withdrawn, only to slam back forward.

Now that your ass is red my hand having nothing to do wraps around your hip and my fingers work along your clitoris, my cock still pounding into you. AS I work your body you begin to didder and throb, your moan and groans coming louder and louder as your torso heats up and whole kit and caboodle with mine, an orgasm rolling across your body. I continue fucking you hard and fast during it, my finger never stopping on your clit, trying to prolong it as long as potential though before long your wet pussycat milk my own cum out of me, spurt after squirt of hot cum woof you up. I leave my pecker in you for a few moments after, just keeping my cum inside of you as my dick 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 opening, giving you a few kisses as we cuddle up in the dark .