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Your head goes back and I bite your throat, hold you motionless as I finger-fuck you. You gasp and moan and grind against my fingers - and then I slowly tease them out of you, leaving you pulsing with need."Your eyes - keep them closed." My hand flashes down, a stinging slap that impacts your pussy squarely. You yelp with surprise and then my hand comes down again. Oh God...! The slaps come down regular as rain, no two landing in exactly the same place, your pussy feeling (if possible) even more aroused than before. Oh-God-oh-God-oh-God-oh-God.... It's like a chant, a mantra. You jump at every blow, feeling that surely this one or the next one or the next will be the one that breaks you, that makes you cum in spite of yourself.I stop abruptly. You suck in your breath with a gasp, feeling that it will take no more than a vagrant breeze to make you explode. I pinch your nipples, twist them cruelly hard and you gasp and hold back by a hair.I kiss the back of your neck, licking under. They got up, dressed and leaned over the bed to say their goodbyes. Rosa simply pinched their cocks cheerfully and then accompanied them to the door. She came back, untied me, and laid back on the bed gesturing with her finger that she wanted me to get closer. I crawled slowly towards her and just couldn't hold my desires back anymore. With my cock still locked up, throbbing, making me horny every second, I licked my way up. From her feet, through her thighs, her stretched and freshly fucked pussy, then up her firm belly… Onto her smeared breasts. I licked them with passions, almost with frenzy, sinking my face right between and on them. Finally, I moved towards her beautiful face and made out with her. Dirty. Wild. Her flavor was different now. She tasted like she usually did, but mixed with a strong scent of unknown sex, lust, cock and cum. She pushed me back a little, grabbed me by the hair on my chest and looked at me with that lavish expression once more, then kissed me hard.
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