Mean Femdom Abusing Her Cute Slave Girl

She was not holding me in place, but rather reminding me that I really did not need to go anywhere. I dropped my face into the pillow right next to her right ear and began breathing heavily. She had really taken a lot out of me. As I closed my arms in at her sides I felt her hand come to rest on the back of my head. Her fingers began to gently run through my hair as her left hand came to rest on the middle of my back. “Happy birthday David,” she said quietly into my ear as she gave me a very nice hug against her bare breasts. “Thank you,” I gasped out as I turned my face down a little so I could playfully bite Big Boobs her shoulder. “I guess your little issue is fixed now, isn’t it?” she stated while her left hand moved down to grab a hand full of my right ass cheek. “What do you mean?” I asked as I propped myself up on my elbows so I could look her straight in her face. “With your friends.” she stated with a big smile. “Now you can introduce me as your girlfriend.” HELL YEA! The dream of all dreams had just said the magic words. Without even thinking I began pumping myself in and out of her again. I don’t know if it was the joy of hearing those words or that it was my first time, all I knew is that my boner was still as hard as steel and my new girlfriend had no intention of getting up or pushing me off. We screwed in every position I could think of for the next hour while never allowing my cock to withdraw from her. With each new position I would cum deep inside her, draining my nuts a little more and lengthening my endurance each time. By my fifth orgasm I was at my limit. I was getting tired because it took almost fifteen minutes of some really strenuous work for my last orgasm to come about. Lissa seemed to take everything in stride. I was actually surprised that her crotch was not just a sloppy mess by this time. On the contrary, she was just as firm and wet as when we started. As soon as my cock quit twitching after number five I rolled off her and lay down at her side. “Oh my God!” I gasped out as my bed and pillow threatened to put me to sleep immediately. “Did you have enough?” Lissa Lesbian asked as she propped herself up on one elbow to look down at me. I could only smile as I first looked up into her eyes before my gaze drifted up to the ceiling. “That was absolutely incredible.” I commented while she drew small circles around my right nipple with her finger. “I think I need a bit of a break.” “I can understand that,” she replied as she flattened her hand out and laid it directly on the middle of my chest. “That was certainly the best I ever had.” I could not Brunette help but feel completely at ease with her. Everything about her said that this was right and that it was meant to be. With one femdom last steady look at her smiling face I closed my BDSM eyes and drifted off to sleep. I could not have been happier. An hour later I was rudely awakened by my alarm fetish clock. Lissa was nowhere to be seen but she had left a note lying on my chest. "Wh-whats going on here?" The Interviewer pointed at a big bed in the middle fetish of all the commotion. She looked so beautiful I wanted her forever. I stood. "Well, at least I knew what sperm looked like. "We need to get the hell out of here as soon as possible. Jolts of delight zapped down to my cock reaming Rizwana's pussy. don't do it!" It looked nearly happy, content. "May I cum, Daddy?" she asks. She did see Donny's roommate Craig one afternoon leaving a convenience store, but he seemed to try to avoid her. Two weeks later when the two of them could agree on a free weekend Adam and Trish’s mother made plans to meet up. This was their prison camp from the wars between our home worlds. Not even time to clean my pussy out. “Fuck baby… Ahhh…” I groans. Pinkie thought to herself as she flashed backed on the brutal bondage films Crowbar had shown her. The darkness was complete as the exterior bulkhead door whined open; no moons orbited this planet, and she was at such a latitude in relation to the rotation angle of the planet that no sunlight brightened any horizon. I’m proud to be a slut. Her thighs squeezed about my face. Pulling my shirt up to expose my round ass. “Magic, my dear Priya, you just had a magic orgasm. "Yes," was all Beth could croak and holding out her hand said, "We haven't formally met I am Elizabeth Jones," This BDSM place is a mess..” Nat was looking at me from the other side of the room with a big grin on her face and a black dress which she only wore when she was going someplace with her friends. She gave him an odd smirk and said, "She's sleeping, but put something on anyway." Well...to be honest, I don’t know Big Boobs what was in Lesbian store tonight but I’m pretty confident in the fact that I’m only comfortable with male to female contact only. “Sean…wha…what happened?” Plus, I believe the woman I am with is just as crazy for it, if not more, and I don’t need to find it anywhere else.” he said and smiled I begged him to keep going, even after I had finished cumming, and to my delight, he did. About thirty minutes, one femdom beer and three bottles of water later, I was getting desperate. But how could it be? Soon I feel wetness between her netherlips. Like being stroked further down my shaft than I ever have been Brunette before. Then she reached around and undid her bra. What would he do to her if she did not obey? I offered Jill and Dakota to use it first. The General turned toward the younger officer, "Yes, damnit!