He repeated the procedure, with slow patience, on the other leg. When both were bare, he started at her feet, kissing his way up to her knees. Pushing...her dress upwards as he went, he slipped his hands underneath and felt the silk undergarment she wore. Leaving it, he stood before her and removed his shirt. Her eyes were half closed until he removed his shirt. She stood up and running her hands over his chest, his shoulders, his arms. She glanced up at him and then leaned forward and pressed. This is no longer a role-playing BDSM session. This is real-life and he is going to take her, use her, abuse her, then sell her when he tires of her. If only she can tell him that she gives up, that he does not have to break her down. "I will be a good girl. God I wish the screaming of those women would stop. I am so scared that I may pee on the chair." These along with hundreds of other thoughts shake her to her very core. A thin layer of sweat collects on the surface of her skin.Make no. I shifted my legs, and I felt the smooth satin of my panties rub against my pussy. I wanted to plunge my hands down there, and caress myself to blissful oblivion. As I shifted, I carefully, and without being obvious, raised my skirt slightly so that Mark couldn’t help but see my exposed knee and calf. I noticed a slight bulging in his pants, and my breathing slowed suddenly. It was now or never. Fuck the rules. I slid across the leather seat towards him, and reached out to touch his knee. I. I had almost chickened out when she decided to go use the restroom. When she came back her skirt rode up a little bit and I got a peak at her long delicious legs. I let my eyes do the talking as I let them walk a trail up to her blouse. The buttons on the front would be so easy to tear open if someone wanted to. Her lips, untouched by lipstick, were so big and full that I shifted in my seat imagining them on my hot sex. When I looked up to her eyes she was looking straight at me. She knew I was.
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