Desi Dirtytalk And Masturbating

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I tied it off, walked over to her, and nudged her until she spun to face me.Her perfect make-up was smeared, running down her face, and her skin was blotchy from crying. I stroked her cheek once, softly, then leaned down and attached another cuff I pulled down from the ceiling to one of her ankles. When I tightened it slightly, it kept her from spinning, without taking any of the weight from her shoulders.I proceeded to repeat the abuse her back had taken on her front. I whipped her hips, the front of her thighs, and her soft belly repeatedly until I reached her perky, mouth-watering tits.I admit, I love whipping tits. Watching them bounce is always erotic, even with small ones; hers were far more generous than the other women I had fucked in Skyhold, and they bobbled around erotically, mesmerizing me. I would hit one, then wait til the bouncing stopped; based on the screaming, the waiting made it worse for her, somehow. I began changing the aim and angle of my swings, trying to see. I want to touch myself but I know that’s not allowed. Not here. Her hands slide up my thigh and I find myself nodding my head; I want her to touch my sex so badly, wanting her to cup it, stroke it and push her finger up it. I want to feel her inside me.My body shudders at the touch but it’s over in a femtosecond. A quantum of interaction that is far too short. But she touched it; wetting her finger as she drew it over my sex. The same brief interaction scrapes over my tummy, touches my nipple and then strokes the underside of my chin like one would do to a pussy cat before she places her hand on the back of the chair.She’s driving me insane. I want her to cum so badly on her finger. I watch eagerly in the mirrors and can see her finger driving itself home, plunging into the depths of her pussy. It looks so elegant, so beautiful. I clench my buttocks hard; it’s all I can do to try and feel the same as her.“I’m coming,” she whispers, “fuck, I’m coming.”I clench my buttocks rapidly in.
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The women didn’t seem to take notice. “And why don’t we remove those underwear while we’re at it?” With the coaxing of his aunt, he now stood fully naked in front of these women. “Okay, we are all done,” Mistress said. He went to reach for his pants but Mistress caught him and said, "You will not be needing those until the conclusion of this meeting. Please, sit.” He sat without question. Mistress began to say something else to the women and his Aunt, but he could not focus due to his current state. Brian jumped when he felt a hand on his thigh, making its way inwards. He sat with his legs close together, as to conceal himself, but not so close that he was crushing his manhood. He turned to the woman sitting next to him, and she smiled. She continued to caress his thigh, causing his groin to stir and come to life. He was embarrassed, but none of the women could see what was happening. He succumbed to her manipulations, parting his legs to allow better access. She leaned in closer to.

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