1. Darla


    Date: 4/21/2017, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Hardcore, Author: spice16, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    brushed her fingertips through the soft hair on his chest. He gasped, and held her hand still in his own. She reached up with her other hand, and now held his hand in a warm embrace. "Come on, Michael," she said, pulling him in the direction of his bedroom. For a moment, he resisted. "No," he said, "we can't do this. Let's stop it now before things get out of hand." "They're already well in hand, Michael, and you come with me now." "No," he said. "Yes," she said, and pulled him along by the hand. He tried to pull away from her, but not with any real strength, and then he followed. She led him into the bedroom, over to the bed, then turned. "Lie down here, Michael, and I'll help you take the rest of those clothes off." "I've been dressing and undressing myself for a few weeks now, you know," he replied, sarcastically. "All right then, you do it. I have some things to do here." She turned and walked away from him, opening the doors to his closet. She didn't look back at him. After a moment, soft sounds indicated that he was undressing. She found his tie rack at the back of the closet and looked it over. Hmm, which ones look the softest, the most worn? Which ones will cost least for me to have sent to the cleaners, she wondered with a smile. I'm glad he has to wear suits to work -- this is a nice large collection. Sorting through the colorful array, she selected four that looked a bit frayed around the edges. Holding the ties in her hand, she folded the closet doors shut. ...
    Michael was sitting on the edge of the bed, pulling off his socks. He was still wearing a pair of light blue cotton bikini briefs. It was obvious that the situation was beginning to excite him. She went to the light-dimmer on the wall and reduced the illumination in the room to a soft glow. "Lie down, Michael." "No." She walked over to him, ties dangling from her hand, and put the other on his shoulder. Her nipples had hardened under the thin tank top, and she stood with legs slightly apart. She looked directly into his eyes. "Yes," she said. Silently, he lay back across the bed, his feet still on the floor. "No, Michael, lie properly on the bed for me." He shifted position, bringing his feet up on the bed. She sat down beside him and took his left hand in hers. She brought it up to her mouth and traced the fingertips with her tongue. He shivered slightly. She gently opened his hand and kissed the palm. Then, she took one of the ties and tied it gently but firmly around his wrist. He watched her, but made no move. Kissing his palm again, then biting him very softly on the soft mound of flesh beneath his thumb, she laid his hand down on the bed and tied the other end of the tie to the bedpost. Then, she took both hands and caressed his arm, softly, all the way down to his shoulder, past it, over his nipple and down his side. He wiggled and gasped, but made no other sound. She got up, taking the rest of the ties with her, and walked around the end of the bed to the other side. His ...
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