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EXTRACT -DOMINANT STORY /PART 2
(...)Still kneeling down,
he raised my dress and began to kiss my burning clit through the tiny space of my G-string
swept aside.(...)
(...) My thin-lace stockings would always serve to tie
his hands up if I wished to do him a BJ, and my
panties to tie his legs together so that he wouldn`t be able to move once I got on top of
him.(...)
(...) He was my slave and had to obey my orders; if I wanted to publicly humiliate him to
my pleasure, he had to do it.(...)
(...)I didn`t allow him to put his briefs on as I enjoyed watching him work naked.(...)
(...). I took a sip of
soda then pulled his cock toward my mouth and...
(...)He asked me for one
cigarette but I elegantly and mercilessly declined telling him that if he was going to be
a good guy, I might give him the pleasure of raising his eyes and contemplating on the
smoke emanating from my mouth and red lips, carefully blowing it out in
circles.(>>>) |