Date: 9/13/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: gilrenard, Source: LushStories
rock hard cock. Using it to muffle the cry she let out. The heat of her breath and increased pressure on my cock sent shivers through me. I pulled her mouth off my cock and let go of her hair. Her head dangled and swayed off the mattress. She looked up at me. Her tears held strands of her hair in a messy, matted pattern to her lovely face. The dark fire ablaze in her eyes cried out for more bites from the leather. “Harder,” she whimpered, as she rolled on to her back, never taking her water-filled eyes off mine. She spread her legs and lifted her hips off the mattress, offering her dripping pussy to my leather. Her arms and head hung lifelessly over the mattress. The hair matted on her tear stained face was an elegant mask, not meant to hide anything but to reveal her desire at that moment in time. She looked beautiful. I undid my pants and pulled my raging hard on out of them. Her mouth was agape. I thrust my cock into her mouth and down her waiting throat, and brought the belt down across her breasts, repeatedly and mercilessly. Her body jerked with each lustful blow. The gurgling moans trapped in her throat resonated through my cock. I was close to feeding her my seed, I felt my cum building up at the base of my cock. I struck her breasts again. The ...