1. Hot fan. Part 1: I want you to dance!
  2. Hot fan. Part 2: Say Meow!
  3. Hot fan ... Part 3: Bird in the Silk
  4. Hot fan. Part 4: Unforgettable Shooting
  5. Birthday to enjoyment

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The story is written to order. For lovers of hot sex and representatives of the country of the rising sun ...

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She lost the bet. She asked for mercy, plugged, licked, tired, drenched in his seed from head to toe. And now she is waiting for retribution. On his terms. There was nothing to dare and to run into Nana simply understood that Anton would do with her only what she would definitely like. And she was not afraid of him at all. Or maybe in vain ...

Initially, the binding and spanking was discussed, but later he wrote to her that he was not planning to flog her, another punishment was invented for her. But he was silent, which one. In anticipation of something unusual and sharp, and, of course, sexual, Nana was preparing for their new meeting. The meeting was postponed a couple of times, but today there seems to be no special business, let alone concerts, only the voice of the cartoon during the day, so the evening promises to be hot, Anton will try!

The day before he asked the singer to come to the meeting without clothes. Well, it is not difficult for her, only it was unusual all day to feel freedom in those places where everything is usually packed. The lack of laundry was distracting and agitating, forcing us to look forward to the meeting again and again and wait for her with growing impatience. And by the end of the working day Nana was so excited that she flew to Anton’s waiting car, ready to fuck him right there.

- Hello, kitty, - Anton, smiling mysteriously, met her kiss.

- Hello! Well, to you, as planned? ... - The actress hurried, flashing a burning look to a female hungry for sex.

- Yes, everything is in force.

- What exactly? - again tried to find out the details of his plans for the night.

“You will recognize ...” He bent over her, gazing into her eyes, and kissed her lips with a deep, passionate kiss. A hand in a businesslike manner snuck under the lush hem of her coral dress and penetrated between her legs, buried in her fingers at the entrance through a thin black nylon. He grunted, rather smiling at her lips. - Good girl, girl ...

I felt the edge of the tights and dived under them. Smooth delicate pubis, slightly swollen petals, wet from excitement. Nana leaned forward, letting his fingers into hers, their moans merging into a kiss.

- Yes, you, I see, really waited for me ... - smiled, leaving and again penetrating her fingers.

“You all knew that I would be excited to go without underwear,” she frowned, mockingly, the man just grinned.

- I love it when you're wet from me. But I want you to just flow ... - he took a black velvet bag out of his pocket. - Lean tights.

- Do you want to cram something in me again? - the actress grinned, nevertheless lowering stockings.

- These are just balls ... And it will not be in you today either!

“Sounded promising,” she raised an eyebrow, not covered with a bang.

- Then do not complain ... - he was serious. - Press your knees to your chest.

His fingers gently inserted a golden ball with a displaced center of gravity into a wet crack. Nana closed her eyes with pleasure. His tongue slipped into her mouth at the same time as the second gold ball on a rope loop, drowned between the petals of her juicy rose.

“You lost the bet, so today you will be tied up and fucked in all holes in any way I see fit ...” - in confirmation of the words, his fingers rubbed her anus. - Today you are my whore, my hole, my thing! Do you understand?

- I agree ... - eyes with languor and hoarseness in her voice testified to her considerable excitement.

- Well, I repeat: then do not complain ...

- You will not get it!

“I've heard it somewhere,” the man laughed, fastening his seat belt again and moving off. Recently, she was about the same words promised to win a bet.

The house greeted them with pleasant twilight.The room in which Anton spent her was small, from furniture only the big bed and the nightstand beside her. A laptop was on the nightstand, and quiet background music was heard in the room. The decoration of her, of course, was a mirror on the ceiling above the bed. This Nana really liked - reflected during sex in the mirror. All the walls were covered with Nana's posters, her photos. Separately hung her photos, clearly processed by Photoshop, because they were naked on them and played with foreign members, and even was impaled on them.

- Here you are a pervert! - She shook her head, not hiding a wide smile. It seems that she was not outraged, but amused, maybe even flattered. Words sounded praise.

“That's why you are with me,” the man shrugged, smiling, and walked to the bollard, took out a large skein of rope from the top drawer. - Undress!

The singer met his order with a challenge, raising her chin, like she is ready for everything he came up with with her. She unzipped the zipper on the side of the dress and got rid of it easily, throwing it on the bed, and remained standing in front of her fan in some translucent black pantyhose.

- Hands behind your back!

Nana looked around the room while the man tied her arms down behind her back, from the very elbow, with some complicated technique, with the help of which the ropes reliably but gently immobilized her.

“This is a sibari technique,” ​​he seemed to read her thoughts. - You will be connected like a doll. It looks very erotic ...

- What for? This is a game?

“... and the game too,” the man smiled mysteriously. - So as not to run away, having learned that I prepared for your punishment ... or pleasure ...

The actress turned her pretty face and falsely declared:

- I'm already afraid, Master! Please do not naaaado.

- Well, well, - Anton laughed in response, - let's see ...

When he had finished tying his hands, he crossed over to his chest and shoulders, and now she was tied up like a net of a fisherman. Breast defiantly sticks in the face of a man, and he sometimes drops his mouth to the hardening pink nipples, continuing to weave his web. The rope passed between the legs twice, touching the wet lips through the pantyhose.

- What, do not even take off? - singer smiled.

- So sexier.

- How will you fuck? - still smiled, not a bit scared.

- I'll show you now. On knees!

She obeyed. Hands jerked up, bending her chest down. Turning, she raised her head, only now she saw a hook driven into the ceiling. Yes, this ardent fan is not just a pervert, but a noble pervert! Hook in the ceiling, bed with iron rods, rope. It is strange that he refused to smack her, but the sadist is obvious!

His fingers walked along the seam of pantyhose, separating the halves of the priests, stopped at its moist center and slightly sank through the nylon, pushing the balls inside.

“Oooh,” she swayed toward his hand, surrendering to the strength of the ropes.

With his other hand, he stroked and crushed her breasts, swaying with elastic apples. The finger pressed through the pantyhose, imitating the bang, eventually pressed harder and tore the nylon, pushing it deep into the grateful squished slits.

- Yes, you are already flowing, like a lustful bitch in the yard, to which all the dogs from the neighborhood run together! - he scooped up her juice with two fingers and spread it to dark sun. Ripped the interfering nylon even more. Crotch flashed white spot on the background of black tights, shamelessly open, with a gold loop hanging from a wet hole.

- Yes, I am a bitch, a lustful bitch ...

The finger plunged into her little hole on two phalanxes at once. The singer gasped and invitingly sticking out her ass even more. Smearing more abundantly, kneaded the anus and squeezed another finger and began to fuck them, extending the entrance. Nanochka actively podmahivala, and her loud sweet moans delighted the ears of men.

- Sing for me, little bird ... Sing!

She was already so excited that she was ready to finish at any second. This sweet orgasm was already somewhere close, but, as if feeling his approach, Anton slowed down the movements in her, breaking off her pleasure.

- Not now, baby ... A little later.

The doorbell rang out like a bolt from the blue.

- Who is it? - immediately tense Nana.

“Let me see,” he smiled, and she didn’t like that smile. Did he invite someone?! ...

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