Kik On Chrome - He gently slid his cock inside of her.

She wiggled her hips toward him as he plunged the head of his cock into her. He stood with one hand on the back of her head, and with the other one, cupped one breast in his hand. He felt her shift in the chair trying to get away, but his grip on her head was too tenacious; she was caught.She screamed, but she did not move as he plunged his cock deeper and deeper into her. Finally, he felt her muscles clamping on his shaft, he went insane with his efforts.He moaned loudly. Her muscles were contracting around him, but his cock was erect and undulating up and down, threatening to break her. Still not a word was exchanged.He suddenly felt his release, her orgasm hit him, hard. He screamed in her ear, her nose clamped over his mouth.Pleeeeeeaaassssseeeeewwww.... His arm muscles flailed frantically.He cried out her name as he felt her muscles clamp on his shaft, gripping him, trying to draw him out, to let him cum. he felt her release the walls closing around him as her orgasm pulsed through him. Both of his arms went around her, and he held her close. Gently stroking her hair, he felt her calming down. Then he noticed her shaking slightly. She seemed almost relaxed.

He sat down again in the chair, and motioned for her to kneel facing him. He asked her to stand. She obeyed, and he motioned for her to remove the blindfold. She knelt in front of him, and she smiled at him, still doing her best to look disheveled. Then he smiled back, and called her name. She stood, and he began removing her clothes. He laid her clothes on her. Shivering slightly, she bent to remove the jacket, and he could see her nipples as their hard peaks pressed through the fabric. She loved the attention he lavished on her body. She took one of his hands, and began to caressing his torso. Her fingers lightly touched skin, and he could feel her fingernail raking over his right shoulder. Then she stopped, and he heard her standing behind her. He was surprised that she hadn't closed and walked around the corner of the room.

She paused for a moment, and he moved his hand to cover her mouth. "You know why I'm doing this." She stated quietly. "You are." He replied. He could feel her dress spindle against his thigh. She lifted one leg, and he saw her spanks mark the side of his thigh. She built him a pace, and he began to rise, in spite of his desire to remain still. It was a struggle not to touch, but he felt a rush of cold come against his crotch. It hurt, he began to protest, but she paused, and then ordered. "If you're going to do it, you've gone too far. Now back off, and don't put your hands in the air." He obeyed, stepping back and forth in front of her. He was surprised he hadn't kicked out, but he felt sure it had been a moot point. It was only feet away, he just didn't know how to stop it. So he stopped, feeling her hands moving back over him, pulling him forward..