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The Coldest Night of the Year Ch. 02
Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Voyeur, Author: magas911, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster
out here now." Shit. How did she know? I pulled on a robe to cover my erection and opened the door. "What were you doing in there?" "Nothing yet," I said. "You can spend the next week in the guest room, thinking about how much you miss sucking my fingers." I hated the guest room. I missed Clara's body, even though we weren't fucking. I missed participating in her nightly fingering. I was learning a lot watching her masturbate. And I loved licking her fingers. I had learned to take them down my throat without gagging, which Clara assured me would come in handy. That made me nervous and excited. The guest room bed was small and saggy. I lay there by myself each night, bored and thinking about my cock. I really needed to come. It was also hot as hell in there, so I slept naked under a sheet. After a week in the guest room, I was hungry for Clara. After dinner on my first night out of exile, I waited anxiously for bedtime. Eventually, Clara stretched and looked at me. "Have you learned your lesson about self-control?" she asked. "Yes, Clara." What else was I going to say? "Come with me." I followed her into the bedroom. "I want you to strip and lay on the bed." As I did so, Clara took a small bag out of her nightstand. She reached inside and pulled out a ball gag and a blindfold. "Open wide," she said. I complied as she f***ed the hard plastic ball in my mouth, cinching the strap tight around my head. Then she ...