Holly let out an involuntary moan as Sylvia's aggressiveness and the pain/pleasure she was inflicting blew through any barrier of propriety that Holly might have been hanging onto. Her mind suddenly stopped thinking about what was right and wrong, and gave her over to her normally-repressed primal, hedonistic side. The kinky side where the forbidden nasty fantasies lived.
Sylvia recognized Holly's reactions, and she knew that she had her. As she pressed her lips against Holly's once again, finding them much more receptive, now, she dropped her hand from her n****e to her bare crotch.
In her quickly building state of arousal, Holly didn't even think about closing her legs or pulling away. Instead, as she felt her tormentor's tongue push into her mouth, she spread her legs apart, receptive
