Still asleep, her body was responding to my touch. The little whimpers were like music in the silence of the room, turning me on as much, maybe more, ...han the feel of her softness.I moved myself into position behind her and lifted her leg, giving my swollen cock access, and put my throbbing tip against her wet slit. She moaned as I slowly slid my cock into her, pushing firmly, her tight channel slowly enveloping my thick shaft. She lifted her head and looked back at me, sleep in her eyes, a. ‘Why were you so mean?’ ‘Because I’m jealous Master.’ Alex writhed underneath him, enjoying his attention to her clit, the pressure of the clamps on her tits. The more she writhed it seemed the more the clamps pulled on them. Master attached the other end of the second chain to her clit, receiving another sharp gasp from Alex. ‘Why are you jealous Alex?’ ‘Because … oh…oh god…’ Alex writhed even more as Master slid weights on the chain between her tits. Every movement she made now caused the. I didn't have much time and I wanted to bury my thick cock insider her tight pussy as soon as possible. I ran my hands through her hair and smiled at her as I looked into her beautiful eyes which were now sparkling with lust.I moved my hands down to her waist and said to her "Turn around and bend over the table for me as I want to see your ass."Obediently Alia turned around to face the dining table and she leaned forward, placing her delicate hands on the surface to support herself. She wasn't. She told she’ll apply index balm to the area and you’ll feel much better. I asked her to bring the balm and I’ll apply it myself. She asked whether I was shy. I just smiled.But right then, the devil in me wished she apply the balm to me. She brought the balm and I asked her would you apply it to me? I’m not able to move my hand too. It’s paining. She asked to lower the trousers. I asked her to do it herself and lied on my back.Keep reading stories from indiansexstories dot net, a leading site.