She Grows Up part6
by HandJob Blog
shudder. He grabs my shoulders and pushes my down hard. Every part of me is
filled with his burning fire rod. He’s rough and gen tle at the same time. At
last, I am complete, a whole women, my longing is fulfilled. I am still
wearing my bridle underwear, and I can tell the sight of my grinding and
bouncing up and down while still incased in pure white silk, is making him
feel like he is invading a puri tanical virgin. He reaches out and grabs my
headdress, which is still lying by the side of the bed, and skillfully places
it around my head, draping the long veil softly over my shoulders, allowing it
to fall naturally and surround my breasts.
My bra strap has seductively slipped off my shoulder and a pink little
nipple is hanging out of the cup. I lean forward to keep on riding him, and he
gently takes the bud like a nursing baby. I want him to take the complete tit,
to feel the softness of its texture with his masterful mouth, so I forceit on
him, pushing myself, hastily down until he eagerly accepts my plunge. He
...End of the part6. To be continued..