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Keep your eyes on me while I feel the softness that is mine…

Keep your eyes on me while I feel the softness that is mine…

Penetrating you with my gaze, penetrating you with my body.

Penetrating you with my gaze, penetrating you with my body.

“Oh God… Please stop, PLEASE…PLEEEASE!!!” She doesn’t know who or what she is screaming out to, yet her voice seems to ring out of its own accord, as if trying to stop the sensations that her own body cannot halt. She has long since given up

“Oh God… Please stop, PLEASE…PLEEEASE!!!” She doesn’t know who or what she is screaming out to, yet her voice seems to ring out of its own accord, as if trying to stop the sensations that her own body cannot halt. She has long since given up

You hear the urges in your mind as if they are my whispered instructions.You want to give in to that warm depth, to sink within the delights of your own body; the urge to bring yourself to orgasm right now overwhelms you. Your body glistens, so sleek,

You hear the urges in your mind as if they are my whispered instructions.You want to give in to that warm depth, to sink within the delights of your own body; the urge to bring yourself to orgasm right now overwhelms you. Your body glistens, so sleek,

I gasp soft sweet syllables like wordless poetry, my wrists bound, my body yours. Time slows down as your fingertips play havoc within me; I try to meet your gaze, yet pleasure clouds my view, sparks of light in a sea of darkness.

I gasp soft sweet syllables like wordless poetry, my wrists bound, my body yours. Time slows down as your fingertips play havoc within me; I try to meet your gaze, yet pleasure clouds my view, sparks of light in a sea of darkness.

“That’s it, cum for me. I want to watch you throw your head back, hear the change of tone in your moans, as you realise that I’m not stopping, no matter how much your eyes plead with me.”

“That’s it, cum for me. I want to watch you throw your head back, hear the change of tone in your moans, as you realise that I’m not stopping, no matter how much your eyes plead with me.”

She had been told to masturbate to the edge in front of her lover’s gaze every night, holding herself back and showing how much she could control it; now she was paying for the mistake of giving in to her urge to keep going. She was not stopped, instead

She had been told to masturbate to the edge in front of her lover’s gaze every night, holding herself back and showing how much she could control it; now she was paying for the mistake of giving in to her urge to keep going. She was not stopped, instead

The feeling of the silk against your wrists sends a surge of warmth along every inch of your skin, the creamy, weightless softness letting you know that nothing you feel after this moment will be in your own hands. The eroticism of such a thought drifts

The feeling of the silk against your wrists sends a surge of warmth along every inch of your skin, the creamy, weightless softness letting you know that nothing you feel after this moment will be in your own hands. The eroticism of such a thought drifts

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