Candie Doll Livejasmin - She fucked the living hell out of her.

He was a former Air Force brat who'd outlived his usefulness and became a mouthpiece for the powerful. Now he stood before her in a tuxedo of dark blue silk gauze pants and a cutoff V-day shirt, a collar around his neck, and a pair of high-heeled legs. She kneeled down and grabbed his balls between her knees. "Spread your legs for me, Candie Doll Livejasmin." She lightly stroked his balls. He groaned as her tongue drifted across his face. She laughed at his discomfort. "Don't you want to fuck, baby girl?" She laughed; her charming round face was that of a Cheshire cat. "We'll see." She turned her mouth up to his and slowly drew his still hard dick toward her mouth. His trembling answered her question. At first, he was tentative. Then the seductive quality of her silky smooth mouth took over and he found himself willing her to let him suck her big, soft tits. When she was into it, he found himself drawing the tight, elongated nipples of her perfect little tit stretching out toward his mouth. He bent down and heaving as she placed her hand on top of his balls. Her free hand stroked his balls as her mouth opened.

His shuddering breath caught in his throat as she licked the hood of his head, then offered her hand to fasten her own. Her fingers went to his large, thick shaft. He felt her warm breath on him, in spite of his discomfort. She murmured something in Latin that he couldn't understand. "Ahhhh, my sweet little cum slut, you love this sort of thing don't you?" She loosened her grip on his balls, letting him go. His cock was so soft now. She then climbed on top of him, straddling him. She arched her back and her long legs stretched out over his hips. She whispered in his ear, "You are going to be my lover, aren't you? my little cum slut, my fuck slave, my whore. You'll obey my every command and you'll never go unpunished for." Her pussy was everywhere. "Ahhh," she moaned, "My sweet little cum slut. Your little cunt is so wet and warm." Her own orgasm exploded, her legs wrapped around his, her pussy surging. She stood up, her long legs wrapping around his waist. She bent over and placed a long, thick, kiss on his lips. She slowly obeyed his every command.

What he saw in her eyes and in her sensual sexy body gave him away. He had always been a visual learner, a dreamer, a photographer. He could see the imagery in her very being. He was filled with a visionary power. He had seen it before, but was never fully comprehended. The deeper he got into her, the more it thrilled him. The deeper he got, the more intense the vision became. He was in a world where imagination and reality were mixed together. He could no more imagine a dream world than he did the mundane world of work. But in his eyes, there was no distinction. There was only power and control and the ability to achieve and achieve. He was addicted to the feeling of power. The more he exerted it, the more he loved her. He thought, she was the reason he had attained such power in the first place..