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Suddenly she pulled back, and tugged at my T shirt, pulling it up and over my head. I held out my arms meekly, staring at her breasts with their stiff nipple-turrets, and she pulled it off, my breasts jiggling, my nipples taut. As she leaned over me to undo my jeans, I craned up and caught a nipple between my lips briefly, then lay back as she took off my jeans and jerked my panties down. She pushed me roughly over on my tummy, grabbed my hair with one hand, and pulled it tight enough to hurt a little. "Slut! " she said loudly, and her open hand came down hard on my bottom with a loud smack. It stung and I cried out, muffled by the bedcovers. "You want to tongue me, Slut! Say it!" She smacked me again, harder. "Say it to me!" The burning in my bottom joined with the warmth in my tingling slit. "I..." She pulled back harder on my hair, bringing my head off the bedcovers, smacked me again. Tendrils of pleasure-pain felt around by body. "I want to tongue your cunt," I whispered. And I did. I adored her strength, the way she dominated me. I wanted to worship between her legs. I felt her thumb force its way between my exposed bottom-cheeks, and press in and out against my anus. I was hot, hot. I wanted to be taken. She roughly turned me over again, on my back, and straddled herself on top of me. She moved up until her breasts we above my face. "Suck my titties, Slave-Slut," she commanded from above me. I reached up and caressed them, then craned up and captured each nipple in turn, sucking the nipples hard, how I like it. "Ooooh, feels good!" Angela gasped. After a moment one of her hands reached down to roll and tweak my left nipple painfully hard. I raised a knee and ground it into her behind, above me. It felt hot and sticky. We continued this way for minute, then she raised herself, and bought her sweet cunt over my face. We stared into each other's eyes with lust and love. "Tongue me, Slut?" she teased, her perfect blonde quim inches above my hungry lips. "Yes, yes," I husked. Finally, she pressed her open thighs down on my mouth. Her hot, sticky moistness enveloped me, and I was glad. I opened my mouth so my top lip worked on her clitoris as I moved my head, while my tongue pressed into her as far as it could go. |
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