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Amy Goes From Hair Stylist to House Slave - 10

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

mouth. I spit the half of cucumber out of my mouth. My voice ragged with need. “Mistress, may this slut cum?” She grabs the cords that are laced down my body and increases her thrusting. The sounds of my sloshing cunt, mark the rhythm of her dominance over me. “Please Mistress, let this slut cum.” “Cum for me.” A shudder rolls through my body, as my core starts to spasm. Because my movements are restricted by the cords, I am left to writhe as my body convulses with involuntary waves of contractions. Mistress slows her thrusts, eventually easing out of my wet gaping cunt. I slowly come down from my high, my body still shivers as she starts to untie me. She picks some of the pins from body. Chapter Three I kneel up as she continues to remove the clothespins. Her hand moves to my quim, still tender from my orgasm, and runs her fingers through my wet trough. The pins on my labia rattle, as she pushes two fingers into my sloppy cunt. She starts to pick the pins off, while fingering my channel. I roll my head back, as the bl**d rushes back into my swollen lips. The pain is like fire, assuaged only by her ministrations to my quim. “Mistress, may your slut cum again?” “Cum, my needy little cum whore.” She rubs her thumb over my sensitive clit, and once again, I break over the ledge and fall into the abyss from my Mistress’s ministrations. While my body is racked by spasms, she removes the rest of the pins. I whimper, and moan, lost in the fine line between pleasure and pain. ... Mistress holds and strokes her fingers through my hair, kissing my forehead as I slowly come back down to earth. I lean to kiss the tops of her breasts, pushed up by her severe corselette. She pushes my head lower and I trail kisses down to where her thighs meet her hips. She leans back and shakes the can of whip cream and sprays it on her crotch over her panties. My tongue licks the cream slowly, teasing her skin with the tip of my tongue. I pull her thong aside and lick her lips from the bottom to the top. Her juices are somewhat acidic, but tinged with the sweetness of cherries. I lean in and use my fingers to spread her labia. Her inner lips are moist, and her channel is bubbling as the first of cherries peaks from her pussy. I tongue the red fruit, and pluck it from its perch. I chew the offering and go for the next one. Mistress is moaning and forcing my face further into her quim. The cherries come out one by one. She shudders as they are sucked from her passage. Mistress is grinding harder now, and her cunt is clinching as I finally remove the last cherry. Now I slip two fingers into her wet channel, curling my finger up and softly rub her spongy G-spot. My tongue swirls around her swollen button. I blow cool air across her engorged clit, and her pussy clinches. My finger start sliding in and out, each time bumping her sensitive spot. Her grunts and moans encourage me further. I take her clit into my mouth and softly suck on the tender bub. My finger drive deeper into her ...