Sensual And Romantic Indian Dancer

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She looked up at me with her big brown eyes as her juicy red lips closed around the tip of my cock. i was gasping for air as she sucked, swirling her tongue around the tip and locking eyes with me. her fingers were ticking and squeezing my balls, and i grabbed her thick black hair, her expert doctor's hands could feel me wanting to cum, and she slowed down. She stood up and told me to sit on the patient's bench and take of my shirt. As I was taking mine off, she took off hers and undid her bra, revealing firm round breasts and beautiful brown nipples. She pulled down her pants over her wide ass and hips, and finally her underwear to reveal her neat, hairy pussy. "Have you seen a woman naked before?", she asked. I shook my head, not in real life I hadn't. "Well now you have", she smiled. She walked over to me and positioned herself between my legs, my erect cock, pressing against her soft belly. "These are my breasts", she said, placing my hand on her breast, "the nipples are very. She screamed in frustration against the gag, helpless to stop this overwhelming orgasm with her arms fastened securely behind her.Finally, he slowed and stopped, allowing her orgasm to taper off. She collapsed, utterly exhausted across the bench, chest heaving as she sucked air past the gag. He quickly undid the gag’s buckle, letting the ball fall from her mouth. She gasped, drawing in huge gulps of air.Then he unzipped the leather arm binder as well. Once released, her arms fell of their own accord to either side of the bench. She felt like a rag doll, completely unable to move of her own accord.He stroked his hand along her head and back for a long time, while her breathing gradually slowed. Without meaning to, she drifted into sleep, sprawled across the bench. He continued to stroke her for several minutes. Then, moving carefully, he picked her up in his arms. She roused to a confused wakefulness, ineffectually trying to wave her arms.“Hush,” he said quietly. “We’ll save the rest.
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She completely returned to her, at least what I think is her, original size. “You know what Celeste? You were right about the ceiling height.” She winked at me as she entered the showers with me following. We took turns washing and teasing each other. I grabbed one of her legs and washed her foot, calves, and thighs followed by several kisses on her leg. Did the same for the other leg. She washed my legs but bit my butt. I squirmed but for some reason I enjoyed it. I washed her arms, stomach, and chest, followed by hard nipple suckling. She washed my back, arms, chest, and my limp but still enhanced penis with a hand job. She pointed to her pussy and said, “Aren’t you forgetting something?” “Oh yeah, my bad.” As she was washing her hair I decided to have a little fun and soaped up my semi-hard penis and rubbed her pussy with it. She gasped and looked at me with her loving eyes and said, “Getting creative her aren’t we? Wash up my back, won’t you please?” “Of course.”.

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