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

break free, but she made no move, kept sucking her fingers and watching him. At last, exhausted, he gave up. She took two wet fingers out of her mouth and traced them around the head of his cock. "Is that what you want? Is it?" No answer. "I'll give you what you want, Michael, but you have to give me what I want, too." Her fingers moved faster, feeling how slippery his skin had become, spreading the fluids around in wider circles. "Yes," he said, pressing up against her hand. "Yes." "Good," she said. Moving one leg over his, then the other, she slipped off the bed to stand beside it. Her hands slipped down inside the briefs, sliding them down. She reached around him; he arched his back to help her pull them down. "Now, Michael, you have to do as I tell you, or I'll leave you here like this and go home. Understood?" "Yes..." Her fingers trailed down his left leg, making circles with the backs of her fingernails. He lifted his head to watch her. She untied the tie from the foot of the bed, and he wiggled his foot, unsure of what she wanted him to do. She reached up to slide the briefs down to knee level and he bent his knee, allowing her to stretch the fabric over his knee and then down and off his leg. He put his foot flat on the bed, knee still bent, and she ran her hand down the back of his leg slowly, circling, still standing beside the bed, finally reaching beneath him, probing, making him curl his leg up against his chest to give her easier access. She pressed the leg ... back down again gently, withdrew her hand, and re-tied the tie. "Now, Michael, we both get what we want." She reached into the ceramic bowl on the bedside table and brought her hands back out, shiny with oil. She rubbed her hands together, then caressed her breasts again, and again, sliding the oil over her skin until she shone softly in the dim light. More oil, and her hands moved downwards. More oil, and she reached to caress him as well. Her hands moved over his chest, his shoulders, down over his stomach. Dipping her hands into the oil again, she placed them on his chest and climbed back up to kneel between his legs. She moved both hands down, tracing a circle on his stomach, moving down between his legs. Then her hands slid gently upwards again, upwards, but this time, she shifted her position so she was leaning close to him. The higher her hands reached, the closer she came, until by the time her hands reached nearly to his wrists, her nipples were brushing against him. Oiled skin against oiled skin, she slid down, the pressure light but the contact unbroken, until his cock was between her breasts. She shifted from side to side, rubbing him in gentle circles. His back arched, and she allowed him to press more firmly against her for a moment. Then she began to slide her hands gently upwards along his skin again, raised herself up a bit. Panting, he looked at her, trying to guess what she would do next. She smiled. Then she sat up, straddling his legs, and wiggled her hips ...