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Amy Goes From Hair Stylist to House Slave

Date: 9/9/2016, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Voyeur, Author: THIRDCOAST, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

have ever had. “Of course Sir.” “Then slip down under this table and see that I’m well pleasured.” Now I’m not the kind of girl who does this kind of thing. I’ve had my experiences with guys who try to control me and it usually never worked. But this man had some kind of power over me. Some kind of magic that had me slipping under the table. I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his fly. I reached into his shorts and removed his engorged cock. I ran my thumb over the bulbous head, catching the drop of pre-cum and smoothing it around the head. I could barely get my hand around the girth. Leaning forward from my knees, I wet my lips and took his large cock into my mouth. Laving my tongue around the crown as I took as much of his root into my mouth as I could. His hand guided my head down further as I strained to take more into my mouth. As the swollen head hit the back of my mouth, I relaxed my throat to take him down further. I tried to calm my breathing as Mr. Kesler pulled my head down on to his throbbing cock. I have always loved to give head. My previous boyfriends had benefited from my oral fetish but never had I been under a table at a fancy restaurant with a cock down my throat. But here I was and floating in ecstasy. “Amy you’re doing a great job. You may touch yourself but you’re not to cum. Do you understand?” I attempted to disengage and reply but his hands kept my mouth on his cock. “Yeth thir.” As my head continued to service Mr. Kesler’s gorgeous cock, my hand ... slipped down between the folds of soaking wet pussy. “MMmmfff” I moaned on his cock as I stuffed two fingers into my pussy. His moan told me I was doing a good job. I could feel the engorged veins of his cock as my wet lips moved up and down his shaft. Swirling my tongue around the head then back down my throat. I f***ed myself down as far as I could go, taking as much of his cock as I could. His grunts told me he was nearing the end. My fingers were working my pussy as my thumb rubbed the hard bud of my clit. His hand grasped my hair and guided the speed and depth of my mouth. His cock started to swell as I prepared to take his gift. At that moment, he thrust his hips forward and buried his cock in my throat. His cum rushed down my throat, wave after wave until he pulled out and rubbed some on my face. I closed my eyes as he painted my face with his wetness. Then I took him back into my mouth a cleaned him thoroughly.before stuffing his still semi-hard cock back into his trousers. Then I moved back to my seat. My face was flushed with arousal and slick with his moist cum. I used my wet fingers that had just been in my pussy to scoop his seed off my face and into my mouth. He leaned and softly kissed my forehead. “That was a lovely skill you have there Amy. I look forward to use of it on many occasions.” “Thank you Sir, it was my pleasure.” I was just licking my fingers clean when our dinner arrived. I’m sure my hair was mussed and nipples were pressed against my dress aching to be ...