Then after a few minutes of foreplay, we sat back and kissed again and she rubbed her hand over my dick. Then I parted the lips and told her to go get...it.She then went on her knees, took off my pants and boxers and sat there besides the bed on the carpet and took my 6 inch cock in her hand. She rubbed her and then kissed the tip. Oh good it was so sexy.Then she slowly started to lick it like icecream and she felt like a pro. I oozed out some precum and then she stopped, I stood up, kissed her,. But this was not enough for her tormenter; he demanded that she pulled the outer lips apart and to allow him to look at her opening. His voice had changed, it was no longer smooth and refined it was guttural exactly matching the crude words he used to describe her and her anatomy.From that night onwards their relationship shifted – each time he contacted her he demanded she perform debauched acts; she had to finger herself and not stop until she reached orgasm, she was instructed to insert a. === This had to be the place. Most of the manor was empty, even of guards. Phyre had been up and down floors, opening doors and checking rooms. She’d dodged the occasional patroller, an action made easy with her voice to see them coming and the countless offshoots to hide in. Yet here, the guard was standing his ground. He stood halfway down the corridor by an entrance that didn’t stand out from any other. Phyre couldn’t see what was inside, that would have meant raising her voice much louder.. Again, her mouth lingered closely to my ears and I felt things stir inside, like she’d hit a switch and my body, like some big clockwork machine, was being activated. Cogs turning in unison, a complicated unison, one where every single cog wanted to turn at that precise moment, because doing so would unleash that most basic primal need, buried inside. If anyone knew how to turn my cogs it was her. Initially I don’t know if she’d said it on purpose to turn me on, but I was already displaying an.