You take it, and gently pull me close against your chest. Your other hand slides smoothly to the small of my back, caressing up and down, lower each s...roke, till you’re caressing my ass. Kissing me, our lips parted and tongues probing, tasting, mouths sucking. I feel your cock begin to stir, and I press against you, encouraging it to harden and stand erect. Your mouth moves to my throat as your hands slide the thin straps of my dress off my shoulders. The soft fabric slides quickly to the. Comincia così una fitta corrispondenza epistolare con Gioia che mi racconta che quando legge i miei racconti si masturba, che quando legge di punizioni e sottomissioni la sua passerina reagisce in modo anche violento, ma soprattutto che gode di più masturbandosi nel leggere i miei racconti che fare l'amore con il suo fidanzato il che la intristisce molto. A questo punto pensando che Gioia vada solo sbloccata un po' alla volta, ma che l'attitudine a essere una schiava c'è l'abbia tutta le chiedo. I keep fucking her face and I hear choking and gagging sounds. She blows chunks and I pull my cock out. Her puke falls out of her mouth covering her nose and forehead. She gasps for air. I let her take three quick breaths, but before she can fully recover I plunge my cock back into her mouth and continue facefucking her. While I facefuck her I grab onto her tits and squeeze. Her hands grab on to mine, trying futilely to pull them off and stop the pain. But I keep squeezing. I can hear the. ’ He leaned over and began to kiss her breasts. Slowly,tenderly, lovingly. Michael slipped his arm around her, pulled her close, and kissed her lips. They sat in silence, their thoughts the only sound. He held her. It was a feeling she never had. For several moments, she thought about Tony. How he’d get on to get off. And when he was done, grab a beer and guzzle it down. This is so very different, and she liked it. Michael stood, and quickly returned with their clothing. ‘We’d better get.