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An American Swallow
Date: 8/27/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: VirgoGo, Rating: , Source: LushStories
up under my girdle, and pulled them off. As he knelt in front of me, I whispered, “It’s time for you to worship me.” I inched my girdle up, so his mouth and hands would have access, and I pulled his head into my pussy. I could hear him moan as he softly licked at my clit, and again as he rolled the bundle of nerves between his tongue and lips, sending shivers through my entire body. I lay back and wondered where the cameras were. Was Edward horrified? Aroused? Impressed? Did I prefer one possibility over the others? “Dimitri. You talk a lot about worship, but you’re not trying hard enough. Lie down. Now.” He looked at me quizzically, as he lay back on the bed. I removed my girdle, and then reached down to the floor for my stockings. “You and your mouth must focus.” I wrapped one nylon around his wrists, and tied it in a sturdy knot. I then secured his wrists to the headboard. His breathing changed as his cock sprang to life. What had been hard only moments before, became downright solid. I gave his engorged organ a few quick strokes, hoping that the cameras would capture his enthusiasm. I then took the other stocking, and wrapped it around his ankles so that his knees were splayed. “Emily, you witch, who taught you this?” Dimitri grinned as I sat on his face. His tongue burrowed into me, as I rocked back and forth getting increasingly excited. I was loving this work. I felt like I was doing important things, with the added bonus of arousal. While I sat astride Dimitri, I ... pulled my cheeks apart, and presented my anus. He attacked it with a shocking intensity. He practically fucked me with his tongue. I leaned forward as I shuddered. The cameras would get some good shots and the depths of Dimitri’s depravity would be unambiguous. The thrill of compromising Dimitri was wearing off. He was trying so hard to please me, and he had no idea what was imminent. I began to feel sorry for the only man who had ever picked me up with Pushkin. At a minimum, I felt like I should give him a night to remember, and in the process, get a few more minutes of devastating footage. While he was lapping at my clit, I began sucking his cock. I could feel his breath, ragged between my legs. I increased the tempo as I bobbed up and down, licking and sucking him furiously. I cupped his balls, and took each one into my mouth, using my tongue to toy with them. His body twitched. With each stroke, I could feel him getting closer to orgasm. I liberated his hands and feet so his consent would be clear on film. Eager to play the tease, I hovered above him, and lowered my cunt onto his cock until only the tip had entered me. He grabbed my hips, and gave a hard thrust upwards, penetrating me fully with his long organ. The camera would surely have captured the gap between his muscular ass and the bed as he arched. Dimitri held me close to his body, and we rolled over together so that he was now on top. I watched him as he watched his cock pump in and out of me. His abs rippled with ...