“He pulled on the bands attached to the slingshot and used them to propel himself against my body without using a lot of his own body weight. He slowly pumped himself between my legs using the wedge as an anchor for my body to stay right where he had positioned me while I was sleeping.”
“It was delightful to watch her move her hips as she rode him, bringing herself closer to release. At first, she hardly moved; her pelvis just rolled back and forth on him slowly. Her movement and passion grew, and her breathing became audible.”
“So many emotions swirled within me. It was surreal to believe this was actually happening. This online mutual addiction finally became a reality. He grabbed a fistful of brunette and yanked my head back. His teeth sank into my shoulder before he rained kisses down my back.”
“The door opens back up and I hear her hush somebody but I don’t think much of it. There’s now shuffling and I hear clothes hitting the floor. There’s movement on the bed and someone all of a sudden straddles my face. My wife tells me, “Honey, begin eating…” so I gladly oblige and start licking”
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To believe that it is a drastically more degrading act to jerk someone off than to shove your arm up his ass is, in a sense, to believe that subjugation resides in the submissive nature of an act, rather than the sexual. But if the fisted client desires that fist as much as another desires a hand job, how is submitting to one desire any more powerful than the other?