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Dolore Dolce
Date: 3/27/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: gilrenard, Rating: , Source: LushStories
her dripping slit. Her fingers rubbed her clit with a frantic urgency. She glared at me through wide, tear filled, hungry, bulging eyes. Spit flew out of her mouth and ran down her chin, with each raspy, constricted breath. “Use your safe word, Rebecca,” I snarled at her. She shook her head and rolled her eyes to the back of her head, “N-no,” she gurgled at me. She closed her eyes and rubbed her clit faster and harder. She was close to cumming. "Open your eyes and look at me if you are going to cum, slut!” I snarled and yanked on her hair. She opened her eyes and looked at me, "For you," she gurgled. A long, powerful orgasm shook her at her core. I waited till she exhaled hard and took a deep, gurgling breath. “Kiss my cock, Rebecca,” I grinned. She placed her lips on my cock and kissed it lovingly. She licked at the head and brushed her cheek along its entire length. I released my grip on her throat and let go of her hair. She coughed and spit as she desperately sucked air in to her lungs. I offered her my hand. She took my hand, steadied herself against the car door and stood up on rubbery legs. I wrapped my arms around her waist and held her close to me. “Thank you, Rebecca. Are you able to stand on your own?” I whispered in her ear. She lifted her head off my chest, looked at me and panted, “Yes, I think so.” I kissed her lips and stepped away from her. Her makeup had become a smeared mess on her pretty face. She cleared her throat as she pulled her dress down and ...