I am beginning to feel calmness, contentment.My fingers are still inside me. My vagina is in spasm, holding tight as if not wanting to release the i...vaders. My clit has had enough, so exquisitely sensitive that I cannot bear any movement.I have totally forgotten Alex. The poor man is still stroking, a look of desperation on his face as he chases his elusive orgasm. I reach up and gently replace his hand with mine. He is not at all hard, but not totally flaccid. I remember with a. CAMPBELL This is a work of fiction and is not intended in anyway tosuggest that events portrayed here occurred anywhere except inside the mind ofthe author. ?? Richard stood inthe wings, just out of the angle in the camera shot, and surveyed His crowningachievement. A leather dog collar drooped lackadaisically from His wrist. Itwas clipped to the studded black leather dog collar that encircled the palewhite neck of the seventeen year old blonde who knelt subserviently at Hisfeet. He was clad. In retrospect, I will tell myself that she was never as beautiful as I remember. Though, as I close my eyes and wrap my hand around my swollen member, she begins to appear before me, arranged in the most beautiful finery. Her eyes pop out from the darkness, and that subtle smile forms like a Cheshire cat emerging from its place of hiding. Her hair seems to glow as it cascades down around her face. Her scent seems to waft unbidden beneath my nose, and I cannot tell whether it is real or. . We were a mess, so I pushed you onto the bed and straddled you backward so you could watch my ass as I cleaned you up with my tongue. I licked the cum off your cock like I were eating an ice cream and flicked the head and swallowed you so I could feel you go hard again in my mouth. You grabbed my ass closer to your face, tickled me with your fingers and licked my swollen soaking pussy clean. But it wasn’t working. Each caress of your tongue on my bud made me cum even more and again I could.