1. 51 Penny and rick pt 1


    Date: 8/10/2015, Categories: BDSM, First Time, Taboo, Author: alibodge, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    resistance as she allowed him to undo the blouse, kneeling unmoving as one button at a time the thin white garment came open. He pulled gently at the tails tucked in the waistband, still no movement, no rebuff, no words. He lifted her arm unbuttoning the wristband sliding the arm from its sheath, her shoulder bare now, her snow white bra exposed to his gaze as he undid the other sleeve her pale skin showing dark red lines on the exposed areas, he stood and moved round her still form , gently fingering her marked back . Exclaiming “oh mum” in a barely audible sound Whisper. Tears again coursed down their cheeks, as he kissed her neck and she took his hands pulling them to her breasts in a single movement. His hands gentle and pliant caressing her cloth covered mounds his first touch of a woman`s body for joy rather than any functional reason. He knew she was his, his own body rising to full stiffness as he stooped to feel her nipples began to stand erect. She stood turned and faced him there lips again meeting, as his hands slid round the bra encasing her body in a gentle clasp, he fumbled for the clasp, like all men at first clumsy and unfamiliar with the three hooks so despised by the ardent lover. They finally parted, the elastic springing from his grasp and the bra dropping from her to rest between them caught on his clothed erection now touching her leg. The milky white orbs bounced a little, the redness of the livid stripes still raw against the soft tissue which he ...
    stooped to kiss. Her breath, in one sharp intake, slowly released as his eager lips found her nipples, bruised though they where she knew they were his and he could do as he wished to her, instantly realising their till now hidden love neither having wanted to accept the truth till now, now they knew they forever would be as one. She fell back in his arms and he lowered her to the floor, gently placing her on the woollen rug, like a piece of precious china, kneeling again beside her throwing the bra to one side and kissing her lips, her neck, and then her belly as his hand found the fastener of the skirt. She raised her hips to aid him, the blue material sliding free of her backside, then slithering down her nylon clad legs aided by his eager hand. She kicked the item free of her ankles, the flat shoes clattering away with the skirt as his hand slid over the smooth legs. Not used to the assembly of ladies attire, the stockings to his surprise had the light blue knickers over them, he was glad as it meant he could leave on those slippery stockings he had admired so often in the past. Again the lift of the hips as he slid the tiny blue cover from the tuft he so desperately wanted to see, again the kick that freed them from the ankles, he did not notice, his eyes riveted to the tiny pink lips below the tuft which he kissed avidly, before lowering his sights to her gash, she was running wet now, his fingers led to the clitorise that button of desire of the lady that he had so long ...
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