Very beguiling Indian seductress slow licked in her soft pussy

The fingers of my right hand were working hard and it wouldn’t be long before I was cumming. Jon’s a good shot with the cane and the expression on Vicky’s face told me that the fourth stroke was on, if not very close to his target. When the fifth stroke landed her orgasm was unmistakable. Her entire body spasmed, her widespread legs quivered uncontrollably and her hips undulated up and down as wave after wave of agony and joy coursed through her ravaged body. It took her the best part of ten minutes to come down from her pain-induced high. She remained almost motionless throughout the orgasm, save for an occasional “twitch” of her thighs or abdomen as the after-shocks diminished in intensity. I had cum just as the fourth stroke landed and after the fifth both Jon and me just watched her. It was amazing; I don’t think I have ever cum with intensity like that. I stood up and went over to her. She was covered in sweat. The skin on her butt wasn’t broken but the red marks were glowing, and you should have seen her pussy. The lips were swollen to about three times their normal size and her clit was twice as big as normal. Her juices were running both over her ass hole and down her back and down onto her belly. Jon untied the ball gag and she let out a big sigh. When Jon untied her ankles and wrists her legs came down onto the bed and she gasped, but didn’t move. It was a good 5 minutes before she got onto her feet and finally said, “Wow that was amazing, I’ve NEVER had an orgasm like that. It was fantastic. My ass hurts like hell and I need some cold water but the pain was / is nothing when you think about the pleasure it brought.” “You want some more then?” Jon said. “Not right now.” Vicky replied. After a long, slow, cool bath, Vicky joined us downstairs. She didn’t want to sit down but kept pacing up and down. Finally she said, “I don’t understand what just happened. On the one hand I wanted to experience some bondage and corporal punishment and I never expected it to hurt so much. On the other hand I was a little ‘excited’ at the thought but I never expected to find it such a turn-on. I have never ever had such a strong and deep orgasm. It was amazing. I just don’t understand why, what’s the link between the pain and pleasure?” Jon told her that he also couldn’t explain it, but its there and well established. Then he asked me what I thought. Well what could I say, I don’t understand a lot of things so I just said, “Who needs to understand it, and it works for me, though I’ve never had an orgasm like you did.” Then I asked Jon if he thought that some indian more pain would make me cum like that. “Well try that some time,” he said before turning to Vicky and asking her what she was thinking. She said, “I can’t explain it, and it’s not logical, but I want you to give me more. I will do anything just as long as you promise to do that to me again.” It was getting late in the afternoon and Jon decided Piercing that he was hungry. He sent Vicky and me to the Chinese for a take-away. We each put just a dress on and took Jon’s car, Vicky getting in very carefully. The Chinese had long benches for customers to wait on and they were covered in plastic. And her eyes can stare into your soul. That’s love, Bekah. They all went out into the yard and sat down. "Fuck me daddy. Then she noticed the noise of the machines had stopped. I had gotten used to him holding me this way so I lay my head back on his chest as he massaged my bottom indian for what was to come. She hated how badly her body needed him; how he used his hands, lips and cock to expertly strum her towards a long overdue release. I heard children playing in the street outside, the distant call of hawkers from the market. They raised the glasses so I did as well, and James said, “To a wonderful night.” I nodded and took my shot. You have really nice boobs, Melanie.” Readers be aware that this material contains lifestyles and sexual acts that may be a turn on for some may also be offensive others. You should have seen his face when I licked my finger. He inspected the other girls assembled, more than a few blushed nervously in the uncomfortable silence. This happened more and more, as I began to move up and down his shaft, and soon his head was pushing against my dress, wetting the fabric as it begged to bury itself inside of me. “No, I didn’t. It’s just…” She emitted another laugh in lieu of continuing. I upped my speed again, and I Piercing found myself slamming my hips against her harder and faster. You get your confirmation but your hand lingers... fingers exploring my cunt. Thank god she’d gotten on birth control.