In the hands - a long black piece of matter, dense and slightly rough to the touch. Why does he need me, a sort of scarf with a fringe around the edges? Your fingers are teasing exactly the same, narrow and also not at all soft. Why do you need it, what are you going to do? What are we going to do both?

I came to your dream, flapping my dark wings, scratching my corner in space, winning you from the other, which might be near - but hardly closer now than I am so far away.

Here the play is being prepared again. The noise is silent and the curtain is raised! Or, as it was not said by us and before us, ”The buzz subsided. I went to the ramp "...

From the sides of the wooden podium - a lot of mirrors. Our reflections are everywhere. I have a short autumn coat and a light silk scarf around my neck. Slightly flushed from the cold cosmic wind cheeks rdeyut, giving a feeling of anxious waiting.

And here, attention! - instant change of scenery.

Your silhouette is multiplied by hundreds of blinding surfaces. Tall, slim. With the grace of a predatory animal approaching me. With a devouring look, I admire your ass and strong shoulders. In front you are simply divine! Awesome sized cock. Oh yes, nature is clearly not stingy. Heavy, pritagyayuschie testicles ...

Bow to glimpse my lips with a hard kiss

My body at random was overtightened with rigid straps, tracing it into large squares. I feel elastic leather strips that literally plow each knoll, plain and hollow. I went over to the construction - to a low box with a scattering of pillows and two pillars standing at a distance from each other. Anticipation of the action awaiting in front with lustful waves runs up and down.

- Lie down and give me your feet.

I carry out the order and meekly swing open to meet. Elastic rollers raise my ass, and my feet touch the cold metal. Fabric rough passes into the hands of the Boss, and you firmly tie me to these racks.

- So, my little slut, it will be more convenient for me to use you!

- Yes, sir! - I obediently answer.

Now you squat down at the foot. For a long time, with taste, you admire the view of the wet pussy. Then a magical whiff - and you have a thin feather in your hands. Alternating the sharp pricking of one edge with the gentle touches of the other, plenty amuse yourself with a picture of the epileptic pussy cut.

- Do not dare to finish! Explode when I allow! Do you understand?

- Yes, sir! - I dutifully agree, squeezing sounds out of myself.

Suddenly you rose to your feet and walked over to the table. Porn stories The massive box rumbled as it opened. From the depths strongly get a few items. Pushing everything else back into place, turned to me. On the open palm lay two balls. Both gel, but different colors: one yellow, the other green. Inside each, in a viscous transparent liquid, floated one by one, exactly the same color, but much smaller in diameter. Next to a pair of oval eggs, supplied with wires and mechanisms, a pair of clamps is adjacent. In your other hand - a vibrator.

Holding these items, took the same position.

- Relax! - I heard your imperious commandment.

- Yes, sir! - I dutifully said, before you feel how you are driving the green ball into the helpful pocket, and the front channel is centimeter absorbing the semblance of a male organ.

You rose again, and I saw how the dick got up with you. Magnificent rod with a round crimson topping! Carefully inserted a honey-colored ball in his hole and smiling with one lip, he rounded the spread out me. Leaning, he clicked the clips on my nipples, at the beginning on one and then, letting go of a little shrill pain, and on the other. The picture of the wire sticking out of your backside was somewhat amused, and I even allowed myself to blink of pleasure. However, looking at the expression of an angry face, she immediately died down her fun. I should not have shown emotion without your permission. However, after you turned on the treatment of my vagina and anus with buttons, it was difficult to restrain an expression of tender delight that was spreading through my body. Seeing how the cork vibrates in your ass is also seriously earned me. Periodically, you increased the speed of fucking yourself and me. I felt that I was just running out of juices. Every now and then they irrigated my thighs inside. Many times she was ready to fall into the abyss. Just a little more, but ... I was burning, squirming. The silence of the room was ripped up by my mad screams.

- Sir, let me finish! I beg you! - I wheezed, breaking on high notes. The head dangled from side to side, while nails helplessly scratched the sheet, collecting it with her palms in the harmonica. I did not have enough air. The face became sweaty and wet. I moaned and spewed curses.

- Fucking offal, let me finish! - I cried, holding on to the very edge of consciousness.

- Not! In the beginning I will get my pleasure, and then, perhaps, I will let you get it too!

- Please, Mister! I beg you!

- Just try it, bitch! - you hit my cheek bitingly.
- Your mission is to serve me! Do you understand?

- Yes, sir!

This whole picture seems to amuse you.

You knelt in my head. Below, I looked at your balls. You, in turn, threw your gaze alternately at the mirrors, now at the me lying in front of you. Everything in the air vibrated with increasing desire. As if on purpose, you started jerking yourself right above me. From time to time I hit my nose with my dick. There was a steady buzz around, only occasionally replacing the rhythm, becoming frequent, and even slow. At some point, champing completely stopped and hung in the air. Then, as if breaking off the chain, my holes were mercilessly fucked. Orom was choked, the body was shaken by a sweet agony. The toes on his legs buckled with intense flour. But I was securely attached, and nothing could free me.

Ahead you saw the wide-open gate, the way the holes fucked the instruments of pleasure. The mirror on the ceiling testified to my emotions. About them speak a distorted face. It seemed that the foam appeared at the corners of his lips, and his eyes looked in a mad dullness.

- Open your mouth, slut!

I did not recognize your voice, so tender and velvety at another time. She was afraid to disobey you, and therefore readily opened it. Felt the taste of your lust and a great lively fullness.

- Suck, bitch, and suck diligently! - rudely ordered you.

“Mmm,” I just mumbled, trying to hide how I wanted it myself, how I like it.

Immediately I felt a sensible slap in the face.

- What? I told you: do not dare to have fun before your Boss! Do you understand me?

- Yes, sir, yes! I beg you: forgive me!

You grabbed me by the straps with which I was intertwined in abundance, and pulled me over. Breathing blocked your head, and the testicles slumped hard on the eyes. Muffledly choked and frantically retracted your smell. You fucked my mouth over and over again, not letting go of the reins. My body was twitching excitedly. Hearing now and then pierced the ringing of bells on the nipple clamps. The ringing alarm read the whole district about the fire that was raging inside me and which was ready to burst forth with flames, sweeping away everything. But you were in no hurry to let me come! It seemed that the ringing in my ears was much greater. I almost went deaf from the beating of my own heart - poor thing, it was rushing in all directions, looking for a way out. She looked at you imploringly, at the beautiful face of passion and lust. Your eyes were closed, and you, it seems, also did not perceive anything around ... Wheezing and gurgling, vague curses mixed with curses - they definitely made it clear what kind of ecstasy my man is experiencing. You fucked me and fucked, and I just whined and squeaked.

Like a bolt from the blue, the order came:

- Stop it, damn it!

None other than the prophet Elias himself roared on his chariot!

Immediately opened all the abyss. The spring inside clicked off instantly. A thunder-like roar hit your ears, and a jet began to beat in the throat. Mouth filled sperm, and I barely had time to swallow it. At the same time with you, an incredible force orgasm covered me. Everything rattled and cut. Cascades of ecstasy followed one after another. Like a cat, she scratched everything under herself and threw pillows on the floor.

- Get, bitch, and sign.

Warm champagne poured into her mouth. Or golden rain - call it what you want, it doesn’t matter when you piss off.

- Oh, sir, yes, sir, thank you, sir!

You merged and lowered, lowered and merged! The fragrant streams ran down my face, rushed down my neck ... I love to drink you, to feel you flowing through me, to be tagged by you!

Pulling the slippery dick out of his mouth, he ordered:

“Now lick him dry!”

“Yes, sir,” I replied meekly, timidly and reverently doing this. My tongue polished and drail overworked head. - Thank you sir!

You got up. Snap off the clips from my breasts. Freed himself and me from those items that, like traffic jams, were plugged from all sides. Strong hands untied their legs, freeing them from captivity. He turned to me, smiling, threw a crumpled piece of paper in my face.

- Take a whore!

And again the change of scenery.

Curtain down.

The end of the first act.

The lonely figure of a woman gradually melted with the onset of dawn. A crumpled banknote fell from her hand to the ground.