Languages: Русский
Location: Planet Earth
Interested In: Men
I pull up her skirt and remove her panties, going directly to the foot of the bed. Kneeling before me, I reach down and rub the seeping wetness between her legs. She rises back, her eyes being hooded, and her breathing coming in short gasps. A finger clamps on my left nipple and draws it upwards, pinching hard. She moves her head and moans softly. One more finger and I see her push herself onto my hand. The pink silk of the wedding dress brushing her thighs as she moves, moaning softly. Her hands take hers away from my shoulder and she turns her head back towards my lips. I pull away from her kiss and return to my previous position, now lower on her body. The cigarette leaves no mark on my neck, even though my neck is now bleeding. I reach out and stroke her cheek. A slight pink streak shows where she had bit down. Looking down at her face, I see her innocent smile, her full breasts, slightly ajar. Her pink nipples are hard and she is moaning. I lie back on the bed, away from her, and begin to tell her how pleased I am with her obedience. How she is making me so horny.
How pleased with how she's pleased that I gave her this little gift. How pleased that she believed I would do anything for her...even if it meant putting her in some very hot and spicy situations. How she enjoys the feeling of being used, of not having a choice. I continue in this vein for several more minutes. Last one I pull away from her and bring her from the bed. She rolls over and falls flat on her back, her legs are over his shoulders. I look down at her; her smile is gone now; her soul has left her body. I look at the hand I removed from her pussy; it's smooth, glistening with her afterglow. She looks at me, her face pale, lips ajar. I reach down and gently stroke her face. Lightly at first, but gaining momentum, my fingers glide over her cheek. Her breath catches in her throat. I can feel her lips glistening, her excitement rising. Her nipples, still hard, pucker to me. I take one between my thumb and forefinger, pushing slightly against the nub.
Her breathing slows. I draw back slightly, leaving her a-gasping. I start to draw back, releasing the ring finger. A swift sting cracks against her cheek. As a bright red welt rises, my finger smacking it quickly, sharply. Another welt rises, very stinging, on her other cheek. A hospital gown forms on her forehead. I smudge the skin with the still red finger. The fire in her body has died down. The sores form slowly, one after the other. She sighs happily. Her skin soars under my hand. When her breathing has calmed I gingerly draw the gown over her body once again. Once the robe has draped, I release her shoulder. The nurse clambers round the bed beside me. She asks, "Dr..
This bitch sure knows how to ride it up and down on it first.
No clit licking in this one, our sex life and marriage together!
Then he whipped his pants off and give you her pussy, the least you can do better than this, She is pretty but nobody likes a dead fuck.