"Hands behind your neck" her Mistress growls, barely giving her time to comply before bending her double over the hood, crushing her breasts to the ho... metal, the insulated surface really only barely warmer than the asphault but Feeling hot enough to burn the flesh from her bones. She stifles a shocked scream, thrashing madly beneath her Mistress' single restraining hand before she realizes she's in no real danger, slowly calming down, her breath still coming in frantic gasps as the whipping. They were sitting on a couch in a darkened corner of the basement and as one slow song after another played on the stereo her emotions swelled higher and higher.She had never felt this way when her husband Bill kissed her. His kisses were bland and boring, but Brad's were electric. His lips pressed against hers with extraordinary sensitivity, his tongue teased her with its thrusts and explorations, his hands roamed her body and set her on fire with every touch.It was like he was switching on. His breathing suggested his interest, but his flesh denied it. She worked patiently. She asked him what he wanted. Did he want to see her breasts? He nodded. Did he want her to squeeze them? Did he want her to touch her pussy? Did he want her to make herself cum for him? It worked. Once erect, she slowed, building his pleasure but not letting him cum. When he pleaded, she teased a little longer and then released him, swallowing his bitter seed, not letting him see distaste, only. " Well, it's a good idea to wait for children, I go with you that far," said Edmundson. "The colonel's wife did that, too, she has to be close to forty. Good sense to me, I'm twenty-eight and I don't think I'm ready to be a father yet. But why does that get her panties in a wad?" Does it twist your balls not to know?" she asked pointedly. He winced at the image. "Sexist pig metaphors. Anyhow, I got not a clue. You ask her, I'm not going to."But giving the lie to her words she in fact did,.
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