fauxcroft

I bend you over and push you face down on the bed and grab the hair upon your head, are you ready to be dominated? I felt you go weak at the knees, I sense all you want to do is please me, in your short tight little black skirt, and your sheer tights, and you tight crop top vest, I saw the invite in your eyes, you had me hypnotised, you are playing with fire, now it’s time to to feel the burn, will you never learn, I spank you until it hurts but that you seem to enjoy, as I whisper in your ear dirty words, the more I dominate you, the more you seems the more it gets you off, now the tights are round your ankles and your underwear around your knees, you wriggle looking back smiling at me, it seems you are keen to please. I give you want you want hard and fast, I hear you moan and gasp, I go for as long as I can but it’s hard to last, our bodies both connected, we peak at the same time, I grip your hips tight as I stand behind, both if us are shaking from the intense excitement and the thrill, both of us are sated, our desires filled, I sought to dominate you hard, yet you seem to get the last laugh, I think you manipulated me and I failed to see, was dominating you or were using me, you stood up turned and kissed me, said it was intense and lovely, but we better go back and rejoin the dinner party, both of us were so flushed, her partner must have known, I think heard the sound of sex and heard her groans, my other friends could not believe, that we could act so recklessly but her husband smiled and simply said, I wonder who is next, then I realised it was her who was in control and she loved domination sex and that I was simply just a tool, for her lustful fetish.

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