1. BDSM


    Date: 5/3/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: big_zap, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    inquired. "I haven't even yet begun." She stammered in her, well, surprise at his comment. "What exactly do you mean? There's more to this night?" she inquired in a bashful tone, finding it difficult to meet his piercing gaze. He had yet to remove his eyes from her form since she had entered the room. It did not exactly make her uncomfortable, in fact she almost delighted in the intense attentiveness, but she was a bit taken aback by his powerful presence. She shouldn't have been. From the moment she first met him she could sense that he was different. Confidence is something so many guys she has met attempt to display, but if she had learned one thing in her numerous forays into the world of males it was that most paint a false portrait of bravado about themselves and bathe in it daily. It is as if the guy becomes so engrossed in his own image that it dominates every topic of any conversation. You end up walking away half wanting to laugh but mostly wanting to cleanse yourself from the oil spill you just traversed. Just too slick. These guys were pretenders, and he was anything but that. When he moved, he did so without concern for how he presented himself. His posture was of no concern. She was his focus. As he looked into her eyes, worried not was he with whether she returned his stare and gave him her attention. He was only interested in her. Memorizing each detail with each passing moment. Every line on her face and every hair out of place, he committed time and ...
    thought to each. Spiraling around her with every breath she exhaled, it was as if in these brief seconds together she had become his world and he her moon. The security with which she felt right now was almost tangible. She could feel the warmth of his body only inches from her own. While he radiated warmth, she felt the chill of the blustery evening on her skin. It was almost as if he had windows open throughout the house, and the wind had snaked its way from room to room to encircle around her in an envelope of winter bliss. She shook at the thought, and the sudden vibration of her body startled her and she let out a sound. "Eeep!" Laughter. She saw his face for the first time change from inquisitive and searching to relaxed as he enjoyed her misstep. "Stop laughing at me!" she pleaded with him, hardly serious in her request. He stopped and scanned the floor before returning his sight to her and a smile overtaking him again. "Fear not, dear maiden, I see no mouse." With that he bowed deeply in mocking fashion and continued with a kiss of her delicate hand. His hand was warm to the touch, and so very firm in comparison to her slender fingers that seemed almost ice cold. Instantly she felt a tingling sensation wash over her beginning at the birthplace of their connection -- her hand in his own. Secretly she wondered if he knew just what an effect he was having on her. He bent his head down and she could not help but close her eyes for this. His soft lips pressed so gently to her ...
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