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Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Age: 18
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She was insinuating that I was immature and unappreciative of beauty and that I was a lazy, ungrateful bastard. I guess I was partly right, I suppose I was. After all, she still had her pretty dress on and we were still married. She suggested I go and have a shower and a chat with her on the phone. This was a bit strenuous as I had no excuse or right to talk to her, quite apart from the fact that she used me on the phone and fucked me in front of her camera. She had an atrocious rack in her bedroom and she liked to torture me. She would bind me naked to the bed, stretch my legs and force myself to sit on her ungrateful porcelain throne. After a while I would get used to the humiliation and then the pain would equal the pleasure. One day she'd come back and pushed my head onto the bed, making me bend over backwards and then pull my hair. She used the belts and paddles too but the torment was more subtle and shorter in kind. She'd bind my cunt muscles into tight little tendrils and then slip a slippery band-aid over the place where it had been slipped. She'd insert tiny round metal bits and pluck the skin off fast, leaving me red and raw. She'd stop the bleeding and then slowly I would come again. At one stage she'd leave the bed and replace the band-aid. It would be so tiny, I would die if it stung.
But she did use me, just about more than I usually would. On the phone she'd ask about my day and the night before, telling me how I'd pleased myself and how she hoped I'd use the time she had. She'd describe what I'd needed and sent me to her flat to find a quiet, comfortable warm place to sit and wait. I was always very shy, never speaking to her but I needed to be told what was going to happen. I didn't realise how difficult it was for me to talk to her about my day until she sent me away and hung up the phone. I thought I was in a bit of a predicament. I'd only been on the phone with her a few times since I'd moved in with her parents two weeks before the election and I didn't do much more than Latina Amanda Bond Flirt56Freem, Latina Amanda Bond Flirt56Free speaking to her. Those few times were it was confined to chatting on the phone. But on the eve of the election I'd invited her to my dinner and a half in a hotel bar. She accepted but said it had to be a last minute thing. It seemed to me that she was awfully desiring to hook up with me. That I had several projects on my plate and that I wouldn't be able to sit down until she could get hold of me. I told her that I was committed to her and could talk anytime she wanted anytime she wanted. That I'd call her at home and make her wait in the car. She asked what that would mean and I told her that nothing would come of it. That it was a completely fake phone..
She gave me a foot job as he tickles her cunt.
She slept over the night before and didnt get any ass, so when I finally hit the spot I came immediately.
She likes to finger her wet pussy.