.!"She cut him off, hauling his lips against her pulsing clit. Her grip tightened, pelvis in overdrive as she rode him harder and faster, her echoing ...ries building to the crescendo of her ultimate, shrieking howl of pleasure. She looked down as she came, smearing her sodden sex all over his waiting face, muscles and limbs quivering with the force of her climax.She released him as her climax petered out, falling backwards onto the bed. Her legs spread wide, the swollen, reddened lips of her. Das bedeute nat?rlich eine richtige Grundreinigung mitallen drum und dran. Sp?testens, wenn Melanie nach Hause kommt, sollteich fertig sein.Ich beendete das massiere ihrer F??e und wir k?ssten uns, und albertennoch etwas herum. Sie war stolz auf mich, das ich ihre l?stigeFrauenrolle ?bernommen hatte. Meine Gedanken kreisten um unser Verh?ltnisund ob ich es wirklich schaffte, mit dieser M?***hose, die auch eine ArtKeuschheitsg?rtel war, auf Dauer zu leben. War es nicht ein Traum, so. . my champion. All gods and goddesses have champions. To worship them, do their will, be theirs entirely. You’ve been mine since creation...You’ve had many names, many faces, many lives. But your beautiful soul. The “you” I’m madly in love with. Is always the same. Kind, loving, compassionate... Fierce...Strong...Sarcastic... Goofy...My total dork of a champion.You: Fucking hell…. -you giggle for a third time.Bayley: Sweet boy… Mommy missed you terribly.You: Wait….mommy?Bayley: Yes, mommy...I. Even more perverse since your chime only means fresh pain, which, by this time, is not even half-reward for the almost broken creature at your whim. Your voice brings constant fear, fresh tears and a primal, stupid lust. The only real marker of reality, the last vestige of the mind’s connection to the body of the creature, now almost abjectly object, animal, property is in her movement. There is no part of my body that is not physically, palpably hurting, aching dully or stinging with.