Perched atop a wide, flat boulder which had clearly been chiseled into a makeshift table, the woman on the screen squealed loudly around the lengthy manhood filling her mouth, her sound of delight rendered obscene not by the act itself, but by how it was effectively cut short as her throat was violated by her own repeated motion. The fact that she was blindf...
"Beg me to fuck you." He had me by the hair, pulling my face into his chest roughly. "No." I shook my head and bit at his shoulder. He was completely still for a second. Then I found myself spread-eagled facedown on his bed. His knee kept my legs pushed apart while his hand pushed my face down into the mattress. I kept turning my face to the side, struggli...
I sighed contentedly as Sir's calloused fingers lightly pet the lips of my pussy, occasionally pressing down to slide against my clit. He payed no attention to me as he read his book, lounging in the recliner in our den, no matter how much I tried to press against the warmth of his hand or whimper as he drug a nail over my most sensitive spots. It was agoniz...
You're already in the restaurant looking at the door waiting for me. I'm probably in the car freshening my lipstick. I walk in looking for you – not sure if from the one picture I'll know you when I see you or vice versa. But, of course, that's all made moot when we spot each other. I walk over to the table where you stood up to greet me with a happy smile,...
Going back to work after a long weekend with my mistress is a hard thing to do. After taking four days off with the holidays this time it was even harder. At home all I have to do is put on my dress, apron, hose and high heels and follow my mistress's instructions. Sure it hurts a bit her slapping my balls if I fail to be ladylike, and it often is difficult...
As our guest enters I take a minute to take a good look at her. She is about my height, 5ft. 7 in. She is also a lot skinnier than me. She has red hair and green eyes. She is wearing a tank top with no bra but her breasts are extremely perky. I would say she was probably a D cup. She is also wearing some shorts and high heels. She has done her makeup quite w...
It's too bright in this room. There are no shadows. No windows. There is nowhere to hide. There is nowhere to run. I have seen what is in this room. I have seen the chair without its seat. I have seen the table, and what is presented upon it. I am both horrified and aroused. My heart thumps in my chest as I stand in the centre of the room, as instructed. T...
I was slowly working my cock, inch by glorious inch, into her warm, sticky rectum. With a final thrust my entire cock is lodged securely inside her arsehole. She is the Head of Languages at the public school (private school if you're from America. I am a teaching assistant). She is bent over the desk in her office. Her black knee high skirt is bunched up a...
Another Thursday night has spent itself. I'm minding my own business, having just finished stripping and posing in front of the bathroom mirror in order to more productively floss and brush my teeth. I'm bent over to rinse off the day's makeup when a rustling then a scuffling from the doorway behind me mingles with the sounds of trickling and splashing. The...
She climbed the stairs, the words of her cyber-Master still ringing in her ears. “There’s something about him.” She smiled. “The way he talks, controls me. Why does he live so far away.” She loved the way He described things. How to touch herself; to pleasure herself. “Cum for me, my English Rose.” She could still hear the words, whispered, close to her ea...