1. Bitch and Dicking: Naked Dance Show


    Date: 2/18/2016, Categories: Fiction, Authoritarian, BDSM, Wife, Young, Author: Liv Beornwulf, Rating: 69.2, Source: sexstories.com

    and make out that he is still watching and observing this as well. Well, he seems to be enjoying my exclusively special NAKED DANCE SHOW. I sigh and heave out. I shift my hands to my large and huge buttocks behind there. It is a wonderful and exciting move on my part, one that delights and fascinates him--Jace. He even winks and blinks a merrily eye at me. I wink and grin back happily at him. Suddenly and without any slight form of warning, I slap and cuff my butts behind there with my very own bare and uncovered hands. I am standing on my two feet in the pleasurable stream by this point in time. The sun is hitting and lashing straight at me recklessly and without any bit of mercy, but I do not care or mind either. I am enjoying and reveling in all this just as much as Jace himself is liking it all on the other hand. I hit and slap and cuff and box my buttocks again. Cuff! Smack! Tap! And then slap! The feeling is extraordinarily sensational and highly enjoyable at the same time. Again and yet again I do it, smiling and smirking to myself when I notice Jace become so helplessly enticed and led on to my seduction. He can't resist watching this. No, he cannot. And when I notice and make out his big penis rise and straighten up there on the very rock where he is seated, I laugh and giggle to myself for a little tad bit of time. I think I see him spilling something out of his penis. Could it be that he is coming and releasing semen at the same time all too soon and ...
    momentarily? It doesn't strike me as being that way. Not at all! I move and drift my hands to the base or bottom of my buttocks down there. That is where my sweet dear anus is based and sited. I love her. And I take the best ever care of her more than I do with my very own dear sweetest vagina. She is sacred; she is precious and priceless, and for now, I wouldn't mind bothering and provoking her for a little bit while. My long finger works and creeps its way straight inside her. As all this happens, I stretch and pop much wider my very own eyes--thrilled, galvanized, electrocuted and delighted too what's more. It is as if I have been hit and struck by lightning all out of nowhere and without even expecting or looking forward to it. My anus is so dry and safe deep inside. This is despite the fact that I am standing and jigging about in clear plain and mildly warm water. She should be wet and drenched. When I bend and bow myself down, acting this out like I am Madonna clad in high-heel boots and doing her Queenly dance on some elevated and towering Hollywood stage, I have my anus and buttocks brush and eventually plunge deep and more deeper into the unsuspecting water beneath me. All too suddenly and hastily, I lift and heave myself up so that I can stand straight and upright once more. Steadily and gently careful this time around, my fingers explore and search the depths and interior of my anus. She is still wet, soaked up, and seriously dripping with water? Is this all true and even ...
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