She’d never complained of initial pain, didn’t need lubrication past a little saliva and quickly could adapt to the invasion. She gotten involved ...n some radical woman’s group and had decided that anal sex was all about male domination. That had been several years before. As if reading his mind, she thrust her average ass forward exposing her crinkled little entrance and began to lewdly work the tip of a finger inside the tight passage. She was going to give up her most interesting hole. He. A short wink from the corner of her eye tells me that this is no involuntary gesture and that I have to stay quiet. I nod imperceptably and my heart beats like a jungle drum.The girl raises an eyebrow. "Mistress? You know each other?"I bite my lower lip and my eyes become big."We have met once or twice, a cashual acquaintance." My Mistress' eyes laugh at me, and I stair back at her self consciously, I ask myself what she has planned.The girl clears her throat. "Do you want to stick a claim on. He kneels before me and I direct him to my sex. I stroke his hair whilst he licks delicately at my cunt. He's never allowed to fuck me. I'm stretched out, taken, occupied, even in the fallow times whilst I wait for my lover. I am always wanting, always needy so that every lick of my husband's supplicant tongue is but a memory trigger for what Marcus does with me. Every kiss and every caress down there is a submission, to my status, my ascendency over him. A young black dude in a bar has been. Hayley thrilled at the feeling of Katelyn's juices dripping over her fingers. She pulled back for a moment and placed the dampened fingers to her nose and took a whiff before sexily sucking the juice into her mouth.Katelyn's heart was beating fast, and as always with Hayley, she was lost to anything else but the private world they shared. The fact that her husband was returning home the next day was far from her conscious thoughts. Hayley began to stroke the wet pussy again, and Katelyn.
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