1. Breaking Susan


    Date: 12/12/2015, Categories: BDSM, Group Sex, Taboo, Author: Dominari, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    was something I adored in her. She was completely in control of herself right now and of Susan as well. I knew this was the first step on a long and delicious journey and I had a front row seat. The ambiance of the room was just as I liked it. The fire crackling, making the air warm, comfortable on my exposed flesh. The lighting was perfect, candles flickering, shadows across the rough timbered walls. Silhouettes of lust as Susan bent to her task. I sat relaxed with my feet resting on the ottoman, crossed at the ankles in the big soft chair. My spent cock laying against my thigh with a drop of cum at the tip. I sipped my drink and watched Susan at work. After MJ’s protective words Susan seemed to relax, her kisses went from being quick pecks to slow loving, dare I say, passionate kisses. Her mouth moved over MJ’s stocking covered foot slowly and I could see her full lips being pulled to the side as she kissed one spot then moved to another. MJ moved one foot then another in front of Susan’s mouth obviously enjoying her ministrations. She lowered her legs forcing Susan’s lips up her legs slowly. She understood what to do without a word and slowly worked her way up MJ’s legs. MJ lifted her legs one at a time and Susan took each one in her hands, kissing each well formed calf all around, working her way up to her strong thighs. This went on at an excruciatingly slow pace for me, but not for either of them. They were milking their desires, and I could hear their breathing get ...
    heavier, but at an almost indiscernible pace. Both women were submerged completely in their parts, MJ laying back eyes half lidded, a soft moan escaping from her open mouth from time to time. I watched as Susan’s breasts swayed with each slow movement and their bodies found their own rhythm, a ballet of pure sensual delight. I could see MJ’s glistening lips through the cut out in her body stocking. Her drink was forgotten on the table next to her, riding crop at her side where she had dropped it. She let out a gasp as Susan’s tongue brushed her smooth, moist slit the first time. She spread her legs and laid them on Susan’s back, arching she made sure that Susan’s tongue was buried deeply between her wet lips. Moaning, she whispered, “Taste me slave for I am your Mistress and your love.” She didn’t have to say a word as Susan was slowly working her tongue in and out. Slowly she brought her hands up and feeling her way exposed MJ’s glistening pearl and gave it special attention, but she teased it at first like a fragile glass bead. A flick ever so lightly with her tongue causing a jolt to run through MJ’s body, backing off and licking her smooth wet lips, tongue darting from time to time inside her, and lower over her smooth rose bud. MJ had completely surrendered and was lost in wave after wave of pure sensual pleasure. Susan brought her to the brink of orgasm, then backed off over and over again. She would reach up and rub and pinch MJ’s hard nipples through the silky material ...
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