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It was a wonderful feeling to wake up in your arms. I snuggled up to you and thought of the past night. Your whole bed still smelled of us and had this irrepressible lust awakened in me again. I straightened up on the elbow and could now see you.
You looked so peaceful.
The black wrist cuffs stabbed off the bed linen and the leather collar was still around your neck. As exhausted, we fell into the pillows in the morning, both of them still drawn by the last, violent orgasm. Ragrops of the last night passed in front of my inner eye. I saw you as you were in the room, your eyes connected and tied up.
I was never before with a man who shared so many of my preferences and enjoyed certain lovemens as much as I did.
I carefully took away the traces of the last night, you were tied up next to me. Slowly you wake up and this smile immediately stole on your face, which always gave me a cozy shower over my back and a voluptuous tingling between my legs. Tender lips touched me and a breathed “good morning love” was like a starting shot for me. I started moving, my body touched yours and ours Legs intertwined.
Suddenly we knew exactly how I could drive you to your first orgasm that day.
I pulled you closer to myself and whispered in your ear you don’t want to say my feet “good morning”? Your feet? If you asked breathlessly, you know exactly how seldom I mean to you Feet leaf. But after yesterday evening (and the night) you really deserve it. So you slipped to the foot end and began to stroke my feet, touch it and your Tongue Searched her track over the soles of the feet. I couldn’t do anything about it.
Your excitement spread to me and I started stroking you with my feet. Put them alternately on your cheeks, stroked your hair with them and you could smell and smell and lick.
When you started with your tongue between mine Toes It was over with my calm. My hand started yours tail to stroke and I was looking for a path into your mouth with one foot. My toes were played around by your tongue and your loud breathing and moaning again and again, my excitement curve let me rise.
Again and again you told me how much my little feet (37) to turn on, How much it excites you when I touch you with them, let them hike over your body. This morning I was able to convince myself of it.
Once again I put my feet on the right and left of your cheek, began to stroke you and already shot through my head, as we had discussed on the evening about strangling (mast throwing nodes :-))) and a foot lay on your throat, gently but emphatically pressed my foot sole onto your Adam apple and the other foot pushed on and further into your mouth. Your movements became more violent, your moan wilder and I felt how horny you were.
My fingers encompassed your cock even more and then I felt it, your teeth clawed
n yourself in my toes and under a rearing up you hurl your seed in large batches over my still massaging fingers. We both needed a few minutes until you could breathe again.
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