A slight push and she rolled over onto her back. His hand moved to her belly, making small circles on her skin. As they kissed again, he could feel he... breathing more rapidly and could feel her body quiver with excitement and anticipation. He moved his hand downward and could again feel the hair that surrounded her pussy. His fingers moved down to where his tongue had been previously. Two fingers spread her lips gently while his middle finger traced a path up and down her slit. She was wet. Once in a while, she would go along if it was an interesting location, but usually she was content to stay home. The best part of the trips was the "welcome home sex," when I got back. It always seemed to make the separation worthwhile.Watching the snow had a slightly hypnotizing effect on me after a while. Stretching my legs seemed to be a good idea, so I wandered over by the VIP lounge. I recognized one fellow traveler sitting at a table with three other stranded souls. He noticed me as I. He didn’t know the man could be so passionate, so romantic... Carson couldn’t help it. “Just do it, please. I want it.” Immediately, his sweet and tender nature changed, and Armisen seized Carson’s wrists, so tight he felt like they could easily splinter in his fists. “What did you say to me?” he growled. “I--” “The fuck did I tell you?” he said, shaking him. He leaned in, his hot, smelly breath moistening the tip of Carson’s nose. “You don’t tell Daddy what to do.” Before Carson could even. My hand jerked her up by the hair as I twisted my body away from the wall. I shoved her against it, pressing against her. My hands shot out, seizing her wrists as she gasped in shock. I yanked them up to the gold manacles. I didn’t move slow like she had. I wasn’t patiently drawing her into the trap. I moved fast. Hard. I slammed both her wrists into the gold manacles and closed them about her.They sealed with magic.“I am your mistress, slut,” I purred into her ear as I rubbed my body into her.