She looked good in her position. So good. My pretty little submissive.
A male sound of satisfaction rumbles deep in my throat. Is anything better than keeping her on the razor’s edge of climax? Or hearing her beg for mercy?
She’s helpless, completely vulnerable to my desires. It’s my wish to torment her, to take her right to the edge of madness, before I allow her release.
The only problem is, I’m going crazy with unsatisfied desire, right along with her.
Em’s skin shines with perspiration, her beautiful cunt is eager, ready and swollen. Her body craves me. After a week of relentless tension, constant foreplay, cuddling and teasing, she’s aching for my c**k.
She lies restlessly before me, her body stretched taut as a bow, frantic for release.
I push my tongue inside of her, lapping
