1. A man and his woman. Part 1: Code of Practice for a Woman by Her Master
  2. A man and his woman. Part 2: Provinces and Punishment
  3. A man and his woman. Part 3: The Mistress's Story
  4. A man and his woman. Part 4. Reward

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timid, sharp tongue on his anus. Clenched, ordevy no less than her - she had never so caressed me. Gentle, soft touch of lips. Warm breath on moistened saliva, receptor-stuffed skin around the sphincter. The tongue slowly circles around, briefly, immediately recoiling, licking the hole itself. I breathe hoarsely, showing that I am pleased. Hand caressing her hair, squeezes them and grows stronger, so that she does not even think to stop this exquisite caress. The tongue is screwed in sharply inside, but just a little bit, by a few millimeters - the sphincter, which I involuntarily compress, does not allow further. It seems that nothing unpleasant, my woman did not feel, and her tongue, emboldened, began to confident movements, tickling and playing, wherever she got — inside and around, sometimes yielding to women's lips, wanting to kiss, kiss, kiss ... that they do not hide the French manicure confidently nadrachivayu me a member, and I understand that I am ready to finish.

I pull my woman's head away from my crotch by the hair, roughly dragging her, breathing heavily, looking for a foothold, to myself and dig into these scarlet, plump, wet, tender lips with a passionate kiss. She moans deeply and responds to me, leaning forward relaxed, and I feel the softness of her breasts with his stomach.

Looking up from the lips, he poked her face into his groin. My woman obediently grabbed the penis, opened her mouth wide and put it on. I started to really suck - her cheeks were drawn in, the vacuum caressed the head. At first, slowly, but accelerating, she moved her head along the trunk, swallowing the penis by two thirds. Head stuck in her palate. Saliva flowed abundantly along the hands caressing eggs. Breathing heavily, shot from a member:

- What a delicious dick you have, master! Never took in my mouth so tasty.

And again she sucked, her shackled hands crawled across my chest, burrowing into her hair and tickling, and the awareness of the poison in the polish of this sexual manicure made the weasel even more piquant. And she again took the penis out of her mouth to catch her breath and spoke, alternating compliments with kisses:

- Awesome dick. Smack! Delicious - smack - fat - smack - long - smack, savory - smack - oh, how I want it!

Having pulled out the full burgundy lips with a duck and looking into my eyes with her sky-blue gaze, accentuated by the blackness of long, flapping eyelashes, she began to tap the member on the lips. Then she took it in her mouth, gave her plenty of water and began, purring, to rub her face with her - cheeks, lips, eyes, nose.

“Work your boobs,” I said.

- Yes, my lord.

She lay on her lap more comfortably and hugged my dick with her hefty, tender breasts. Squeezed them from the sides so that they pulled out and poured huge, pink areoles, topped with touching buttons of the papillae. Looking at me through the eyes of the victim and opening her lips, in the shade of which the teeth glittered wet, my woman began to drive her boobs on the penis up and down. I slapped her in the face.

- It's dry!

- Sorry, my lord.

Pulling back, she threw saliva into the interfacial groove. Then another. He hesitated, collecting a new portion ...

- I myself.

- I beg you, master.

She raised herself on half-bent legs, holding her clasped tits to my face. Gathering saliva from around the mouth, I spat on them relishly. My woman boobs about boobs rubbed drool.

“Closer,” I ordered, freely leaning back in my chair.

She bent in an absolutely uncomfortable position, the woman plunged my face into her affectionate, elastic-soft titki. Enjoying the supple, enveloping tenderness, I inhaled their scent. As if dived into paradise. Urcha, began to kiss and lick around, while I was not tired.Then he pulled back and spat profusely again to admire how my woman massages boobs, smearing my saliva over them.

- I can try to give you pleasure breasts, my lord?

I slapped her cheek.

- I beg your pardon, my lord. I dream that you enjoy my tits.

- Try it.

She relieved, on her knees between my divorced legs, and again hugged the protruding, trembling dick with her rich bust. Moved, breathing. Here, quite another thing - wet, gentle, slippery. Airy Like fucking a cloud. My woman, moaning, moved up and down and looked into her eyes with her eyes and nipples, as if begging for portions of sperm - as if she was hungry, and my ejaculate would saturate her. She then increased the pressure of the palms on the sides of the breasts, then weakened him, and then began to caress the penis tits, moving them in different directions. Her breasts are so large that only the head peeks out of the hollow. My woman leaned over, buried her face in boobs and tried to take her on the lips in order to lick a couple of times. Oh, these sensations are even sweeter than anulsing!

“Swallow his eggs,” I ordered, feeling ready to drop. To stay, urgently needed a change of stimulation.

- Yes, my lord.

She opened her mouth wide and, closing her eyes, swallowed a member. He rested somewhere in the back of the throat. I relaxed, not disturbing her, and she tried to wear. No, dear, it will not work right away - it is too straight and firm. But you poke, poke - having lost comfortable conditions, he will limp slightly, and you will do it. I believe in you. Otherwise, you should be the very port of the stable. Publicly

And a member, poking into a hard, devoid of the usual gentle and slobbery stimulation of the trunk, really slightly limp. And stuck my woman in the throat. She made an involuntary physiological movement, making a distinctive sound, and I felt her mouth filling with hot and mushy. It was pleasant, and I grabbed her by the hair and pushed it with her pelvis, so that I didn’t think that I was disgusted and that I was against it. She began to swallow quickly, and at some point the penis was swallowed. The nose of my woman rested on my pubis, she froze, sliding her lips over the base of her penis, her tongue, trying to lick my eggs, and often swallowing often, thus stimulating the neck of her penis. Feelings - beyond fiction. From an excess of feelings, I began to slap the stack on her bulging ass. Without releasing a member, she began moaning plaintively, which turned me on even more. I lightly, so as not to get out of my throat, began to fuck my woman in the mouth. Fuck her face. My huishke liked this thing. He again became very firm and straightened so that he would raise the woman above the floor, but she groaned, recoiled, and he jumped into the mouth. By the hair, I pulled my woman off the face with the dick - my entire face was smeared with saliva - and I started whipping down this cheek on the cheeks - heavy and firm on soft and pink. Squinting, she accepted the punishment and passionately whispered:

- Let's take another way, master, I beg you!

And she lay back on the sofa, hung her head (golden hair wave lay on the floor), creating a straight line between the mouth and the esophagus. My woman! Smiling, I perched on her, stood right on the hair scattered on the floor, and podvychival dick while she licked and sucked my balls, crotch, ass. Then he pressed his swollen, purple head to her swollen lips from work. My woman let me in my mouth. I rested slightly in her throat, and stood waiting for her to swallow. I could, and I slowly began to fuck her in the throat.

Saliva flowed from her mouth over her face, she made strange sounds, but her shackled hands clutched at my ass, and she made no attempt to withdraw from the penis. I swayed in front of me, sprawling to my sides, poured over my breasts, and I was happy to squeeze them, knead, squeeze, rub between each other, spit on the nipples and rub their saliva over the soft-elastic hemispheres. Within the reach of my hands were a few candles. Thick, they, like in bowls, stored molten paraffin between unburned walls.In turn, I took candles and dripped it, hot — on the quivering belly of my woman (right through the peignoir), on boobs trembling in pain, on tender, touching, pink nipples and their areolas, on the light “path” of intimate haircuts, on an acute angle pussies My woman moaned, tried ... Read more →

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