1. [CUCKOLD] My wife, the most amazing moments of my


    Date: 7/14/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Masturbation, Author: d328captian, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    It was playtime, and she was dressed to kiss. Her long legs drooled out of her lingerie, as I heard the click of her heels across the bathroom floor. The light behind her made her look like an angel. A dark angel! Her black curly hair fluttered around her soft face, and her lacey black lingerie hugged her body tightly. Her breasts squeezed out of the top of her outfit, and looked as if her nipples were the only things snagging on the inside of her top and keeping her breasts from flying out. He slender legs dripped into her platform pumps, black and velvety. The light faded from the bathroom as the sauntered over to me. BEfore she could touch me, I could smell her. Her perfume. Sweet but vivid. I didn't breathe in her perfume... rather, it invaded me. It penetrated my submissive nostrils without my choice. She invaded me with her aroma. It caused tingling in my nose, and a shiver in my spine. Then, before she descended on me, I felt her aura. Her touch without being touched. Her presence. I could sense her in every way, without sensing her. Then, she touched me. Her hand, softly, stroked my bare chest. My outstretched arms. My thighs. All of me, but none of me. He nails glided across me, tripping gently at my nipples. Still, without a word, she began. She took a key from inside her breasts and reached to unlock my chastity. She inserted the key, but stopped before the click. She sauntered around me. All four corners. She checked my restraints, my wrists, and my ankles. Tight ...
    and secure, she returned over me. Hovering, just looking at my vulnerability. She reached to my balls, and glid up to my cage. Wthout warning, I heard the click. The release. I felt a pop, and closed my eyes. The next few seconds are a blur, but involved slow, smooth movements of bl**d through my cock without infringements. The gentle pulling away of my cage and the cool breeze of air over skin that has been trapped in a humid hell caused an erection as the device was being removed. It was a liberating sensation to grow erect again. My eyes, still closed, could see a cock the size of an Eiffel Tower stand over my waist! She never touched it. She only stood up. Next to me, she leaned over and pressed her b**sts to my chest, and her lips to my lips. She swiftly inserted her tongue into my mouth and vigorously kissed me. She grabbed my hair, and pulled me to her mouth, and with a passion of a thousand warriors made it known she was in the mood. My cock, the concrete pillar it was, was her next target. She stroked it softly, then with passion, then softly again. She was not shy, no afraid. Every time it was in her hands, she felt powerful and in control. She had self confidence, and she knew how much to give me. I began to writhe in my bonds as she brought me closer to the edge. She was smart, and knew a long arousal will lead to better orgasms. It was a tough endurance battle, but tied to the bed I had no choice. I fell to her will, and rode her waves of increasing intensity. I ...
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