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Amy Goes From Hair Stylist to House Slave - 2

Date: 12/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Lesbian Sex, Author: THIRDCOAST, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

again, knowing he can see and smell my arousal. “Turn and spread your legs.” I move slower because my knees are wobbly. “Now bend and touch your ankles.” My hands run down my legs until they reach my ankles. My glistening lips spread like a flower. My clit is throbbing and peeking from under its hood. I am open to his gaze. I feel like I am close to an orgasm and I haven’t even touch myself there. As if reading my mind he says, “finger yourself for me.” I’m literally teetering on the edge here, “please Sir.” My words come out as a moan, a request, a pleading. “I need you to touch me.” “Not yet my pet, but soon. I want to see you get yourself off first.” his deep voice raspy now. “Pleasure yourself for me.” With his command I slip a finger inside me. I feel so open and on display for him. I want to make him happy. Now I add a second finger. I hear the wetness to my channel as my fingers go in and out. I graze my thumb nail across my clitty, as I moan. I want to please him. My hand moves faster as I jam my fingers into my leaking pussy. I should be embarrassed here displaying myself, finger fucking myself to a man I’ve only just met. But this man owns my body and soul. His command of me is why I am here. My insides quiver, as I feel my first wave. “Come for me Amy!” My fingers are buried to the knuckle as my core breaks into a million pieces. Wave after wave of spasms break over my body. A sheen of sweat covers my skin, my nipples tight on my gold rings and ache to touched ... by him. My fingers keep pounding into my channel. Thier sloshing note the level of my orgasm. My juices flow readily to evidence my body’s submission to his command. “Oh Sir, thank you!” I struggle to remain upright. As I slowly catch my breath and recover from a fantastic orgasm, he tells me to crawl over to him. I feel exposed and humiliated but oh so awake and alive. I feel my juices leaking down my thighs and my nipples are tight and tingling. My clitoris is turgid as I reach his feet. “Amy, you have pleased me. I want you to suck my cock and show me how much you want to be my submissive,” he says with a throaty growl. I move my trembling hands up his legs and squeeze the very large lump that has been pressing against his trousers. “Yes Sir!” I fumble with his belt and quickly unzip his pants. He lifts his hips as I pull his pants down, freeing the large cock. Its not just the length, about ten inches, but how thick it was. My mouth and my pussy were watering. He spread his legs as I move in, grasping the base with a hand. I ran my tongue under the large bulbous head. I heard him groan and the tinkling bell again, as my mouth slipped down on his cock. My lips were stretched wide as I slid down trying to take as much as I could into my throat. “That’s it Amy, I want to feel my cock buried in the back of your throat.” he said as the tinkling became louder in the background. Not wanting to be distracted, I cupped his hefty balls and f***ed myself to take him down my throat, ...