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making madam come
9/29/2010 4:54 am |
Madam had denied me having sex with her for a while. Yesterday, She asked me to do a massage for her. Using Essential oil, I started massaging her back, gently rubing up and down, adding pressure progressively. I massaged her arms and her hands,my fingers gripping her soft skin. I know she likes that. I massaged her firmly, slowly going down, following the curb of her body. Her butt, her legs, her feet. Sheenjoyed lyingthere andbeing serviced. feeling my hands on her, my cock from time to time touching her skin. After 45 minutes of that treatment, I could hear her wet pussy plop when I massaged her butt more intimitaly. She then turned.I started massaging shoulders andher neck, I my hands grabbing her as if I was going to strangle her.Then her breast,slowly turning round andaround. Icontinued down to her mount of Venus,kissing her from time to time, my tongue on her skin. Ikept going down massaging her legs. inwards,outwards. Going down.Enjoying the view of her pink pussy. Shethenasked me to kneel in front ofthe bed and asked me service her pussy with my mouth. I licked her clit, mytongue going left and right, up anddown. Mytongue exploring her cave. She grabbed myhar and pressed to continue. My hands inthe meanwhileplayed withher nipples, gently pinching them, carressing them. After she came for two times she asked me to fuck her wild. And so I did. Ifucked her slowly inthe beginning, changing angle, going deeper.Going out. Fuckingher harder deeper, roufgher. For along time, we varied positions, shewasdripping. My fingers plying with her ass. One inside follwongthe rythm, she would justsuckitin while mycock banged her pussy.And then two fingers...she wassweating, moaning, crying, begging formore...She came once,twice. And I kept fucking her. It seems this physical converstion would last for long. Shethenusedher trick aspiring mycock withher pussu muscles, increasing the pressure, increasing the rythm. We came together...shouting... |
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9/29/2010 5:34 am |
and when are you free
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