"All right," she said, and I brought the blindfold up. She closed her eyes as I drew the black band across them. Awkwardly, I reached behind her head ...o tie it in place. Then I carefully adjusted it so she couldn't see anything.I saw her arms strain against the ropes, the muscles of her beautiful legs testing the hardness of the concrete encasing her feet and lower legs. For a moment I hesitated, then knelt to carefully pack it back in, closing the tiny gap she'd opened around her upper calves.. I slip the card key in, open the door and flip the light switch on. Should I carry you over the threshold? No, maybe romantic but the symbolism there cannot be missed and we’re not at that point yet. You don’t seem to give it a second thought, or maybe the lure of a real bed is too much, and you head right into the room. I smile a bit at your practicality, or just your lack of drama and facade. I follow you in and find that our bags are already there. You immediately lay on the bed, your hair. It's an incredible experience until that day Mrs. Sanders was one of my go to women in my head when I needed to jerk off she was so hot and I always wanted to fuck her. I couldn't believe I was about to do this, Christmas certainly came early for me. After a few minutes of her nibbling on my dick she stood up and went over toward the tub she put on the water started to let it fill. She came back over and grab my dick started jerk me off she said to me do you like pussy I smirked and said of. ” We both know it’s true, and you fuck me so. Each thrust is as powerful as the last, so full of need, the throb of your cock inside me takes me one step closer to my impending orgasm. With each thrust, you fuck me into submission, I give in so easily, and you know you own me. I cry out with each movement, your name escapes my lips, it makes you growl in my ear each time. Unsure if I can hold back, I begin to beg as I do for a release. “Please, fuck oh please, Sir, may I come?” I tremble, ache.