As her pumps increase her grip gets tighter on my neck. She has great pussy control, I can feel muscles clenching and releasing, almost bring to cum ...ach time, but I don't want to fail my Mistress. She stops just when I fear I am going to cum, gives a quick squeeze on my neck and stares into my eyes, forcing me to shut mine and concentrate on holding on. Then her motions change, she is going sideways, up and down in different angles my cock reaching parts of her it hadn't before, I am forced. The desire to do as Andrea had insinuated – to go to her, and kneel down before her, and worship that perfect, pink pussy – was almost overpowering. Memories flashed through her mind, and her body was tingling with desire. She could feel her pussy leaking like a sieve and knew that her nipples were rock-hard as well. Her body was a cyclone of passions and emotions, and she felt herself spinning out of control. It took every ounce of her considerable effort to pull her mind away from the wanton. I moaned as i grabbed his head and held myself to his face, he began to pull back, stretching my nipple between his teeth, it felt so good i thought i would cum then and there. I felt his right arm against my inner thigh, something hard and long in his hand.Still trying to chew off my nipple his left hand returned up my body, his thumb rubbing my other nipple as it past, to my shoulder where he pushed me back to my elbows again. As he did i felt it, and shouted with pleasure as whatever hard. Her breath came in irregular gulps now, her heart racing, her hands, as if of their own accord, finding his chest, running over his belly to glance over the hardness in his trousers. “I’ve wanted you since the first day I met you, Ash.” Her eyes flew open in astonishment, and she held very still for a moment, processing this statement. Breaking the kiss, she whispered, “Since the day you met me?” “Since the day I met you”, he said, burying his face in her hair, hair she knew smelled now of her.