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Her hands flutter and dance freely about her body. Her fingers play with herself.I reach over and get the nipple clamps we bought last summer. These things add just a bit more weight to Dawn's nipples. I apply them lightly, just enough to give them a nice bounce. She moans loudly at the delight in her voice. Dawn's eagerness adds even more weight to her perfect little body. Then I get the second clamp. My finger goes to her lips and she quickly applies the clamp to his lips as I gave her a quick squeeze with my hand. I lean over and give her a little kiss. A little kiss, and I can tell she's excited by this. I kiss her again, hard. A little harder. I grab her by the hair and pull her head back. My tongue makes contact with her lips and she gives a little moan. I move my lips to her neck, gently flicking my tongue over her collar. My hands caress her arms as I kiss her deeply.

I learn her favorite toy, and I spend some time on her back. My hands caress her legs. A little while, and I feel her pussy quiver. I slide two fingers into her. Dawnwillow Myfreecams's licks eagerly. I feel full, and I start to loose control. She gives a little, but allows a few more of her tongue to slip around my fingers. I feel like I'm going to burst, and I know it. I control the speed, the intensity, and the duration. I've never been on the scale of pleasure so totally in my life. Dawn motivates me to a fever-pitch. I feel like a virgin in so many ways. I see a beautiful face, but I quickly realize I am wrong. I am full. I am overjoyed. Pleased. There is no need to be afraid.

I can trust her. I know. I've been wrong before. I promise this time, it will be just as good. Dawnwillow Myfreecams leans back on her bed and begins to talk. All I can do is watch. She sounds like a well-behaved teenager. Talking in high school, I listened to her recite the words that describe what she does in her fantasies. I tried to mimic her movements, breathing. The feelings returned, stronger and clearer. I tried to smile. I tried to remember some, but I couldn't. It became a struggle, to bring myself to talk to her. It became a struggle to remember that I had a boner two weeks ago. I tried so hard to be funny. The memory of my embarrassment quickly ran through me..