My hips are lightly pushing, our concentration on every inch of skin staying connected. The air is no longer soft and sweet. It is now filled with swe...t and a tortuous sensation that I cant put my finger on. Harder I move, faster I ride, until I need you to become a blanket on my goose bumped body. Still connected we roll, I want the feeling of you dominating. The velvet ropes tangle , and the drape falls onto one of my breasts. You push it off with your nose. (Him) As I nudge it aside, I cant. Cupping her breasts in each hand, squeezing them while sucking and biting Emma’s nipples. Down over her stomach and nibbling at her close-clipped mons. Donald’s fingers find their way into her wonderfully heated slit, damp and inviting. Emma lifts and spreads her legs to make sure he knows the welcome mat is out for him. Spreading her labia with his fingers, pinching them a little as he holds them apart, his tongue hones in on the opening to the treasure chests for a bit, then to the pearl. ‘You’ve learned your first lesson, my little whore, there will be many more before I’m done with you.’ ‘Of course Nicolette, yes darling, I’m clay and you’re the sculptor,’ Carla breathed excitedly. ‘Do whatever you need to do, I’m yours for as long as you’ll have me.’ Carla herself was stunned at how easily she had surrendered herself. Had she always been so submissive or was Nicky just that much stronger than she was? Nicolette didn’t voice what she was thinking as she didn’t want Carla. “How do you like my wet, tight cunt, baby?” I whisper against your lips as I grind myself against you. “How does it feel?”“Amazing,” you say breathlessly. “You feel perfect.”I slip off my robe and take off my bra to reveal my C-cup breasts. Any other guy would have been touching them already, but you are so obedient and don’t even try to grasp them. I want to feel your luscious lips and tongue on my sensitive nipples, though, so I bring my right breast to your mouth and graze my nipple against.