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Amy Goes From Hair Stylist to House Slave - 7

Date: 8/30/2017, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Hardcore, Author: THIRDCOAST, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

and squeezes my breast. I moan on his shaft and slow down, taking him as far down my throat as I can. “There you go. I’ll bet all the guys used to worship those fun bags of yours. How does it feel now that the tables have turned?” He holds my mouth on his cock as I struggle to mumble my reply around his staff. “That was a rhetorical question. Keep going, you're doing better. By the time you leave on Sunday, you’ll be a pro at this.” His hand’s still playing with my tit-flesh but his other hand moves to my head and starts to give me the rhythm that he wants. He’s forcing his cock to the back of my throat and I start to gag. My eyes tear up but he gives me no relief and continues to piston in and out of my mouth. “Gayle, I’m going to cum. I want you to be a good girl and swallow it all.” I look up with questioning eyes but he doesn’t care. I’m going to have another first when I take his spunk down my gullet. His breathing hitches as his shaft swells. He stills my head as his seed erupts into my mouth. I try to keep up but end up gagging and it blows back up my nose and out the sides of my mouth, dribbling down my chin and onto my heaving breasts. “There you go sugar. That feels good. Keep it in your mouth now and just hold it there and don’t forget to thank me for using your mouth.” I swirl my tongue around his pulsing head, still dripping small amounts of fluid. “Thank you for using my mouth Sir.” I would have never believed it but the simple act of serving him gives me some ... sense of pride and I smile. “Now you’ve earned your release.” I let his cock slip from my lips. “Thank god, I need you inside me.” “Oh no Gayle, you’ve just earn an orgasm. My cock is quite another thing altogether.” I lower my head in frustration, “Yes Sir.” He fists his cock, “now lick my balls while you use your fingers to get yourself off.” I pout, “yes Sir.” My hand moves between my thighs and I run my finger through my leaking folds. I cup my breast and catch my nipple between my thumb and finger. Still laving on his balls, I tease my clit with the slickness from my pussy. I moan into his scrotum as I diddle my engorged nub. I am so close. The tingles I have felt since he restrained me to the chair, have morphed into spasms that are racking my body. I’ve never felt like this before. I’m right on the edge as I jam two fingers into my pussy, splitting my sopping labia. I twist my erect nip, as my hand is a blur between my thighs. I hear my juices as my fingers work my slit. I pull on my nipple and thumb my clit as I approach my climax. “Cum for me Gayle like the slut you are.” “Oh god….yes” His calling me a slut really does something to me. “Tell me you’re a slut Gayle.” “I’m a slut Sir.” “Tell me you’re my slut. “ “I’m your slut Sir.” “My dirty cum slut.” “Oh god….I’M YOUR DIRTY FUCKING CUM SLUT SIR!” And my orgasm crashes over my body. The spasms touch my core to the deepest level. I’ve never cum this hard in my life. Never felt this dirty and this satiated. “Good girl. ...