I could feel the fire starting in my balls and I was about to tell her I was close when she yelled at the top of her lungs. Her cry was primal, tears ...eaking down her flushed face followed by her moans. Her release was both physical and emotional, her gasps mixed with sobs. Megan however didnt stop, she continued her assault on her clit and my cock, crying and sobbing with joy and pain. Two poundings later, I grabbed her and held her down on my cock. I practically crushed her in my grip as I. Like an electric shock his body jerked as her soft, moist tongue came in contact with the eye of his penis. He gasped in pleasure. Her head moved to the base again and repeated the slow, long lick to the very tip. Her long hair tickled his thighs and Jane moved her hand to massage his aching balls. He could see her whole face and loved watching her work up and down on his groin. Finally, just when he thought he couldn't take it anymore, Jane plunged her open mouth down on his cock, swallowing. They have had a number of sexual adventures including a game of submission and dominance. They are preparing for a night at the Paris Opera, black tie for him, a vintage designer dress for her, and more romance and desire for them both. Juliana and Robert were in the shower at the end of the afternoon. They had been out all day, shopping and exploring in Paris, and returned to their hotel room laden with their purchases. As always, they both bought books, including several large format art and. Without warning, the man spat on her face. "Answer me, slut," he said loudly.Jane let out a yelp and tried to roll onto her side, but it was impossible in her cocoon. The man tugged on the leash, keeping her face close to him, close and vulnerable. "Yes," she finally admitted, staring straight into the man's eyes. "I let people use me so thatI can buy my own orgasms afterwards." So you admit you're a dirty little slut?" Yes," she said."Say it," demanded the man."I'm a slut," she said.