Mistress dominating her pathetic sub

He revelled in the fact that her almost-certainly soaked panties were the only thing blocking his access to her. Finally he let go, letting the skirt fall again, covering her thigh from view but leaving his hand underneath. From there he crept even further up. His suspicions were confirmed as his fingertips grazed the soft cotton of her panties. She was soaked. They locked intense, desperate eyes as he slowly rubbed his fingers against her over her panties, both giving a poor attempt to still look like they were just dancing. He kissed her deeply, loving the taste of her aroused breath. He hooked a finger under the cotton as he pressed his lips hard against hers, moving the offending garment aside easily. He felt more than heard the moan as he let two fingers slide between her lips, entering her Bondage right there on the dance floor. Her legs shivered against his hands as his fingers found their place inside her, and he gently pressed against the spots he knew drove her crazy. She held on to him tight as he fingered her, trying her best not to look like... she was being fingered. He felt her pussy clench around him, and expertly placed his thumb against her clit. He knew her body even if he couldn't see it, and it wasn't long before he had her on the edge of orgasm. Feeling her about to cum, he pulled back, letting his fingers slide out. She panted, glared at him with frustration and need. Just the face he loved. He let her skirt fall back in place, with hardly a ruffle to indicate their actions. Alex's fingers were soaked though, and he discretely brought them to Rose's face. She knew what to do instinctively, opening her BDSM mouth to let him make her taste herself. She ran her tongue over his drenched fingers, loving the sweetness she found. Pulling on her hips, Alex pressed his crotch against her leg. She sighed deeply as she felt his cock straining against his pants. As much as he was teasing her, she knew he was still probably more turned on than she was. The skirt tended to do that to him. She needed to let him have her. To let him lift her little skirt up and slide something else underneath. It would be so easy, right here, right now... "Meet me in the bathroom.", he growled into boots her ear, his voice straining with need. Rose felt a gushing between her legs at the words, and quickly nodded. Alex went off to the bathroom, and Rose took a shot at dominatrix the bar. She waited long enough to avoid arousing suspicion, mistress and made her way to the same bathroom. Luckily the bar wasn't too big, so there wasn't going to be a line, especially when there were other bathrooms. She opened the door a crack and slipped in, closing it quickly behind her. Immediately she felt the weight of Alex's body press her back into the door. His lips pressed tightly against hers; any attempt at hiding his need for her long given up. Finally he let her go, taking a deep breath and looking at her with the hungry eyes she loved. She pushed past him, smiling cheekily as she swished her hips, knowing that she was driving him completely crazy. He reached back and pretended to lock the door before he followed her. He didn't let her get far before he grabbed her hips, pulling her back forcefully into him. She giggled and pressed back against me, wriggling like it tickled and smiling like she enjoyed it. I hate that we have to keep this a secret, but if people knew the truth they would try to separate us.” “Okay, I suppose it was you when we 4 or Bondage 5 and we had to share a bath.” “Mmm, that's her salty precum,” she moaned in awe. We don’t have to do anything you don’t want.” The exhibitionist in denial Harder!” My pussy convulsed as the MILF's tongue flicked up and down between our twats. mistress "If anyone comes into the dominatrix laundry room, and asks BDSM you about your nudity, just explain that you had to wash everything. Although I wasn’t expecting a repeat of blonde’s performance, I had been led to believe that they were under orders not to let us out of their sight. “Ah. “Yes and yes,” I moan as Sue has just the tip of my cock in her mouth as she slides her thumb and forefinger along the full length of my cock. “What’s the matter fuckpig? “You just saw her last night . . . I'm headed to the mall to get myself a brand new bikini. I punch in their oatmeal and give them a table number and they take their coffees and start to walk to a table when Ben appears next to me. “I seem to have overheard that our manager Logan gave you additional instructions Bridget.” Ben states matter boots of factly. I loved her futa-dick being in me. This big, thick shaft that stretched my naughty cunny to its limits. Then they worked up a rhythm which I matched with Mr Johns cock in my mouth. This strange tingle rippled through me. Nicole was surprised as she looked back and saw Lauren’s long legs, spread wide, and her bush glistening in the afternoon sun. It was clear that she was a very experienced cock sucker. Then his hands fiercely worked his jeans away from his hips exposing his very large, thick 8inch black cock. You could just imagine Mia, bouncing happily on a big cock in her pussy (or ass) while having a second big dick in her mouth. I want to hear how she reacts when she gets this text.” Jason's ass was clamping down spasming as his orgasm came crashing down on him with Ashley's. Apparently, he had been thinking about that since we bought the ring. Once, it was Mommy's bedroom, and before that, it was Grandmother's. I went outside and circled the house to the trashcans, following the sound of rummaging. I’m their favorite. “And a little bit more... “