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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

touched. The waiter had a questioning look on his face but said nothing. After a wonderful meal and after dinner drinks, Mr. Kesler settled the bill and we were off for a drive around town. He left my panties on the table for the waiter. Chapter Three The evening was cool as I snuggled next to Mr. Kesler. With his arm around me, his strong hands cuddled me. I felt safe and secure. I still had not had my release and was wondering if my suffering would ever end tonight. I moved my hand up his leg to find a nice lump in his trousers. Squeezing it, he let a low growl escape. “So you wanting more fun my pet?” Blushing as I peeked into his eyes. “If it pleases you Sir.” “It seems you were made to please me. Remove your dress Amy.” It was dark but I was still somewhat reluctant to be naked in his car. But when he unzipped my dress I slipped out of it and presented myself for Mr. Kesler in my garters and heels only. He had me sit across from him. “Why don’t you play with yourself my pet. Show me how excited you are to be with me tonight.” I cupped my breasts, squeezing them hard. Taking my nipples between my thumb and forefingers. Twirling my piercings, pulling them out away from my body. I’m not a real pain slut but I wanted to show Mr. Kesler that I would do anything for him, to please him. My nipples are very sensitive and shuddered with this hard play. Sticking two fingers in my mouth, I wet them and ran them down between my breasts, down my abs to my my pussy. I let the fingers ... slip through the folds of my pussy. I pushed them deep inside as the rush of endorphins swept my body. Pinching my nipple while I jammed my fingers into my sloshing gash. I looked up and saw that Mr. Kesler was removing his hard cock. I licked my lips hoping I would get to taste him again. “Turn and get on your hands and knees pet.” I did as I was told but was embarrassed as this had me almost side by side with Michael as he was driving. I’m sure that my flushed face got even redder. I could feel Mr. Kesler’s hands on my ass as he gripped me. He rubbed his warm hard cock up and down the lips of my channel, slapping it with his engorged head. I was mewing and pushing back against his teasing.SMACK SMACK He gave a slap to each of my ass cheeks. “Hold still, you will get your reward.” I attempted to not move. I could feel my channel clinching, waiting for something to fill it. I felt the bulbous head of his cock at the entrance to my core. Still slick from all of the teasing, it slipped in a few inches. God I felt as though he would split me. But he was gentle and let me adjust to his girth. When he felt I was ready, he pushed into my pussy. Then squeezed my ass cheeks and brought me further down on his cock. Wow, I was so full. It took my breath away. He slowly pulled back, leaving just the head inside. I thought I was going to die from need. Mr. Kesler grabbed my hips, “Are you ready to cum Amy? You must ask for permission.” “Oh yes Sir, please let this girl cum Sir, please!” ...