1. Bitch and Dicking: Naked Dance Show


    Date: 4/21/2015, Categories: Fiction, Authoritarian, BDSM, Wife, Young, Author: Liv Beornwulf, Rating: 69.2, Source: sexstories.com

    rubbing and compressing up. They have even ceased yielding out this certain kind of juice that gets me all wet and drenched deep inside. I lie and roll myself down into the stream, drenching and soaking my entire body and whole hair with the water so that I am all freaking wet and damped up. I glance at Jace. He is all the more quiet and attentive, waiting to see what will exactly happen next after this and how precisely and rightfully it is that I am going to handle and oversee the situation. Does he think that I am totally stupid and dumb? Does he think so really? I raise my feet up from the water beneath and even my stomach and breasts so that they are stuck out and projected out of the pleasurable water itself. As I finish doing this, I throw and push my head farther down so that it is covered and sheathed in nothing other than the agile and unresting stream that starts to fizzle and fussle aimlessly about into my ears. No, no! Not any tiny bit drop of water seeps and trickles its way into my eardrum. None of this sort and nature happens and befalls me. I can simply overhear the sound of the streaming and moving water. That's just it. With my head and hair down and plummeted steeply into the water, I move my hand out to locate and site my very own vagina--which is based and positioned right in the very midst and heart of my very own legs. My fingers fish about and explore deep inside her. She is so wet and ready for sex deep inside here. She feels......delicious and ...
    tasty. Slowly, bit by bit and gently, with my breath being on hold and my head submerged and hidden down in the comfty stream, I stir and whisk about carefully and cautiously my fingers inside my vagina, laughing soundlessly and smirking blankly to myself in that wicked form of way and manner that Jace out there cannot be able to sight and oversee except he be near me. I know that he is watching me. I can feel his eyes and gaze piercing and penetrating straight on me, and chances and probabilities are that he is not willing and intent to look elsewhere far or asides from me. I can't breathe. I do not feel any pain for it for this moment. However, all because I am simply and naturally human and not some strange breed or form of fish, or even a hybrid of both species, I withdraw and pull my way out of the water. Once I am out, breathing and inhaling in heavily and uncontrollably, streams and lots of water start to gush and stream down my face and entire self. It has all been exciting and hilarious fun underneath the water while it lasted. At seeing Jace, I notice him wink and blink at me another time. I return him the kind and appreciated favor, and then shake about my wet hair with a heavy and strong jiggling and dancing of my head so that it sticks and clings to my face while showering and spraying lots and driblets of water away from me. I kneel and go down on my knees in the water sexy style. I do it just like Beyonce Knowles does it--sexy hard, sexy wise, and sexy brilliant. ...
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