She was sore, she was tired, her body hurt and was far too stimulated. She was hungry and she wanted a bath, but they still couldnt break away. I need...a break. She panted, laying beneath Balthazar on their bed. Not yet. I cant keep this up. Im exhausted. Ive never had this many orgasms before… We have to darling, I cant pull out without hurting you. Try, please. He reluctantly pulled from her, but the pain on her face stopped him. They were truly locked together. He tried once more, but the. Your mind wanders to the first time you saw her naked. The way her soft pink nipples looked, begging for your touch. You watched as the touch caused them to harden and change from a pale pink to a mild rouge. You remember that first of many of her moans. The way her lips parted and her eyes closed . . ."Oh, yesss baby...." My recent moan alerts your focus and you give each breast a final play. You reach your hand up to my neck and pull me towards you. Our kiss writes never-ending novels. I bite. "He picked them up and stood up, pulling off the white lace panties andslipped on the black pair. They were still warm from her body and he felther wetness rubbing against his cock. He stiffened completely and he wantedher.He got back down on her knees. "Stay," she ordered as she walked into thebedroom.He didn't move and she came back with a pink spiked collar and leash. Hecame up on his knees and let her attach the collar. She began to walk andhe followed, crawling behind her, watching her. You are such a bad girl. Is this making you wet?” I hear my voice asking you. The sound is distant and a little remote to my ears. You nod yes. “Take your panties off,” I order you, my voice sharp and firm. You let me slip from your lips and I help you to stand. Before you can reach for your panties I pull your mouth to mine and kiss you deeply. My hand twists in your hair, grasping a fistful and forcing you to yield to my hungry liss. As my probing tongue finds yours just as eager and I taste.