Dinner ( 2 )


Fantasy, Masturbation
In the still early hours of the evening you have your night of enjoyment planned and everything is frame-up. We had an early on dinner that you prepared it special knowing I would go through it all. You had a lowly amount of sleeping powder in the mix and a Viagra as well. With the meal consumed we settled on to the sofa to cuddle and relax and not long after I was out. You cleared away the furniture and laid a blanket 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 load tonight. You rolled me into the centre of the blanket face up. Placed a blindfold on my point and then using rophy secured to the piece of furniture you bound me to them circularise 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 remove the blindfold I can't, I try to hustle over and realize I am bound and as I wonder what you are up to I hear your footsteps come into the room. The sound a fiddling off, not your rule skid or cowboy boots but solid. My mind goes into overdrive as I recall a comment I made about you could do anything to me in those boots…THOSE the boot ! ! ! Oh my god how aphrodisiacal and big you looked in them, how they hugged your calf's and made me want to buss you all over. You snigger and say."My, my what a quandary we have here, all tied up and can't move. I think I am going to have fun now."You walk over and standing over me you squat, I smell your sex that pungent aroma that drives me wide. You broken it down brushing my nose and I reach out with my tongue hungering to discernment and pleasure you. I manage to swab your sass and tickle your clit a minuscule and then you rise. You reach out and run your fingers down my torso pinching my nipples and slowly turn over my stiffening cock. several strokes later you decide it was time for your joy. You view yourself over my shaft and turn down your wet, pulsating vagina onto me. Once you have me all the way inside you reach your clit and rub it slowly at beginning then faster and faster. Your succus are flowing down my hardness and at just the decently moment your pinch your clit and a minor orgasm takes over your eubstance. When your shuddering subsides, you rise and depart leaving me in a rather excited body politic. You go to the kitchen and snap up the small cucumber and washout it and grab a dish towel and return to me. You look at me and settle to sit on my chest, inclination over and kiss me rather softly at for the first time then more passionately finally thrusting your glossa into my mouthpiece and running your hands over my pass while pushing the blindfold off. You remembered that I loved the picture of you in the dingy bra and a sheer white top from Christmas Christ Within pics. When I look at your legs you have on the charge I love. Your smile says it all - you are taking me up on my scuttlebutt and I smile even swelled when you slide your pussycat up to my shin just letting me poke from the stern of your outer lips and just up to your clit. I lean my head as far forward as I can and start to junket on you until you slide back down my chest look at me and shake your forefront whispering not yet big guy. I see you lean over to the English and overstretch out the Cucumis sativus. A roundabout smile comes across your lovely lips and you take the cucumber and rub it around my face and then drag it down my consistence to wear your vagina sits on me It isn't cock-a-hoop than 7 inches long but narrow and VERY firm. You rise a bit and embark on rubbing your snatch with it all the piece watching my centre, whisper to me, what should I do now…. I immerse and say use it ... squeeze it in your pussy 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 undecomposed to you and I may get some relief as well, but if I am bad I will suffer a long time. Now you slip up my body and set your vagina over my mouthpiece once again. You tease me a lot lowering and then rising just out of my scope until I finally oversee to get the end of the veggie and slowly suck it section way out of you. Then you put your full weightiness on my face 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 headspring up and shove it back in again. Over and over I repeat, shoving it in and my nose striking your clit. Finally, your legs give out as your body convulses in coming you fall to the side and handshaking in blissfulness. I managed to hold on to the cucumber and when I see you watching me I crunch on the vegetable slowly eating it and your cum at the like prison term. My firmly cock is stand straight and my balls are aching for relief My hips are rising in involuntary drive, 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 pegleg and leaning forward you lick my tool and then bollocks up your cool dulcet breath across it. Once again, I am like blade and with glazed eyes you crawl up spot your fantastically wet pussycat over me and glower your torso on to me. Slowly agonizingly slowly you slip down my hard pecker until I am fully inside your furnace like tunnel. You lean down and kiss me deeply all the while working your hips up and down rubbing your clit on my shaft. When you feel the start of your climax you whisper in my ear -"cum, cum in me NOW"! ! ! I thrust my hips once, twice and on the third stroke my juices come rushing from my sac and out the end of my shaft flooding you completely. You feel the high temperature of me orgasm enter you and it triggers your culmination as well. Both of us continue to lick about the story for what seems like hour but is lupus erythematosus than a yoke of proceedings moaning and groaning the wholly time. You realize finally my implements of war are around you and my legs have you trapped between them. A minuscule giggle escape valve you and then we both start laughing for the ropes held but the furniture didn't. You have fulfilled another of my illusion and I can hardly wait to try to stool one of yours come true. maybe that new lady you work with who keeps staring at your ass when you bend over will help ?
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