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The Coldest Night of the Year Ch. 01
Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Interracial Sex, Voyeur, Author: magas911, Rating: 75, Source: xHamster
out any stray drops I might have missed. She shoved my face away from her crotch. "You're finished. You're supposed to be eating your cum, not licking my pussy." She looked down at me. "I've never seen you cum like that before. I think maybe you're getting off on not being allowed to fuck me." She was right. I'd never felt so satisfied. Nor so calm. I didn't feel under pressure to perform or be some sort of ideal lover. My wife had fucked a lot of guys before she married me. I think she may have fucked a few since. But for the first time since I'd known her, there was no pressure to measure up as a lover. I knew exactly what I was supposed to do to satisfy her, and I was content. "Nothing to say? That tells me all I need to know. I've suspected for a while that I could make you my bitch. You just needed a little encouragement. You may sl**p with me tonight, but don't get used to it." "I understand," I said. "I'm not sure you do," she said. "One more thing: I want you up at 7:30 to serve me breakfast." *** The next morning, my alarm went off at 7:30. I couldn't remember setting it. Next to the clock was a note from Clara telling me exactly what she wanted for breakfast. At 8:30 sharp, I brought her breakfast on a tray. I had no idea what her expectations were. Was the previous evening a d***ken impulse? She took the tray from me. I stood there silently while she took a few sips of coffee and glanced at the newspaper, waiting for ...