Our tongues dart against each other quickly taking and giving pleasure to us both. One of my hands slides down your stomach, teasing you. You shiver i... my arms in arousal. I can feel your heat on my thigh pressed between your legs. Palm flat against your belly I press you back into me as I snug my thigh higher between your legs pressing into you harder. You rock your pelvis into me slowly again and again.My hand slides gently into the waist band of your jeans skimming your belly teasingly bare. ” Widening her legs, she reached back and spread her ass cheeks, giving him better access. “Please, Master, fuck your obedient slut. Fuck my mind out of me. Make me yours.” “I am obedient. I am owned,” she whispered unconsciously as her imagination played out the scene. Her fingers furiously stroked her clit. Master Boratus stepped up behind her. “Good girl.” She shivered. Looking back, she saw his pants drop and his perfect cock come into view. He lined it up and shoved it in hard. “Yes!” she. This was a telltale sign that Mr. Richards was becoming sexually aroused by my manipulations of his penis and scrotal sac. Without thinking, I rubbed the head of his penis with my thumb, spreading around the clear natural lubricant that was now leaking profusely from the deep slit of his swollen glans. My own pussy was leaking as well and I could feel that my panties were soaked. As I inhaled deeply though my nose I could smell the aroma of sex in the air as my own essence mixed with the musky. When she was done I was lashed firmly to the seat with my legs spread and pulled back beneath me. As if to test her work, she gave the chair a spin. I rotated helplessly in a circle. Between the ropes and the bonds I could do little more than wiggle a few inches in place. The corset and ropes were slightly uncomfortable but I felt no pain other than the dull ache as the blood pulsed through my throbbing cock. It stood out obscenely from my groin, begging for release. Carol gave the chair a.