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Michele's Mistake - 5

Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: Anal, BDSM, Hardcore, Author: THIRDCOAST, Rating: , Source: xHamster

I first get down there, I am impressed with the sheer size of the room. There are several, what I would call, apparatuses. Some that I’ve seen in my online research, but many that I’ve never seen before. There are drawers full of all kinds of toys and playthings. I try to rummage through as much as I can find. Despite my propensity to get distracted, I quickly find what I’m looking for and place it in an area where I can access it. I light some of the candles that are already placed around the room. I adjust the sconces that are on the walls, to a lower light setting. I find his stereo system. It’s run by computer and has so much music on there, I can’t decide what to play. I finally chose the soundtrack to 50 Shades of Grey. I thought it was a bit ironic. Once it starts, I head back up to retrieve my Sir. When I get back to the bathroom, he appears to be getting out already. I quickly grab a towel and offer to dry him off. His slick body is almost more than I can stand. I towel his back and shoulders, then down to his legs. I turn him around and while I’m on my knees, I dry his legs, up his thighs, and his still erect cock. I give him a quick kiss on the bulbous head before moving back up and dry his stomach and chest. When I’m done, I look up into his eyes. I find myself fiddling with my choker, as I stare into his darkening hazel eyes. “Sir, if you’d follow me. I’d like to go to your Red Room now.” “I’m all yours.” I lead him down the stairs. When we arrive, he comments ... on the ambiance I have prepared. I lead him over to the bed and pull back the sheets. “Sir, if you would please lay down on your stomach for me.” “Yes, Mistress,” he says. I blush, knowing I could never be a Mistress to him, but I enjoy his playfulness. I have massage oils warming by the bed. I crawl onto the bed, and straddle him. The feel of our flesh on flesh is intoxicating. I start with running my fingers through his hair. I massage the sides of his head, and behind his ears. He moans with my touch. When I get to the base of his neck, I dip my hand into the warm coconut oil and rub it onto my hands. I rub his neck and out to his shoulders. He tells me that it feels good. I can’t feel the heat stirring between my legs, as I rub his taut muscles. Annie Lennox’s, I Put A Spell On You, is playing on the speakers. I giggle at the irony. I move down his back, working his spine, pressing hard into his tight muscles. I work the oil out away from his center. I take my time and enjoy touching him. His grunts and groans only encourage me. I slip down further, and work his tight fanny. Kneading them with the backs of fists, but with the occasional squeeze for my benefit. I turn around and sit on his back, facing his feet now. I re-oil my hands and work down his thighs. I work down to his feet. I bend them back and rub them gently. Taking each toe, and then the bottom of his soles. I move back up his thighs, getting close to his private area, but not quite. I slip off him and give him ...