jetting sperm. She also imagined Barry bursting in through the backdoor and throwing a fit!
'Before we go any further,' John murmured pensively, 'stand up and find me something to tie your hands with.' Marianne rose to her feet and glanced around the room, her stomach somersaulting at the prospect of bondage. Taking one of Barry's ties from the pile of washing, she passed it to her master. Standing compliantly with her hands behind her back, she allowed him to tie her wrists together.
'Now, on your knees again - slave!' he ordered excitedly. His hard penis wavering before her wide eyes, she opened her full red lips, following John's orders and engulfing his hard knob within the moist heat of her mouth. John sighed as Marianne swept her tongue over his smooth glans, causing his penis to balloon and twitch. Her juices flowing freely from her hot hole and coursing down her inner thighs, she mouthed and sucked fervently, delighting at the prospect of drinking John's gushing sperm while Barry watched.
Wondering when Barry would make his dramatic entrance, bounding through the back door and exploding with rage like a madman, she sensed an incredible feeling of complete and utter submission. She was John's slave! Her hands tied behind her naked body, kneeling before her master, sucking his solid knob - she was his sex slave!
Was she discovering another side to herself? she wondered. Was having her hands tied, her young body crudely violated, a latent inner desire she'd unknowingly harboured? As she sucked on and mouthed the twitching knob so impertinently forced upon her, she felt a terrific pang of depraved sexual excitement rock her womb. This was to be her role in life, she knew. From now on, to play the part of a slave - a sex slave - was her role.
'Lick my balls!' John ordered. 'Lick my shaft and my balls!' Marianne swept her tongue over his hairy balls, watching as his penis jerked and his knob swelled. Running her tongue up his veined shaft, she desperately wanted to engulf his knob in her mouth, to drink his jetting sperm. Giving in to her passionate desire and sucking his glans into her mputh, she breathed heavily through her nose. 'No, don't do that!' he reprimanded. 'You'll do exactly as I say, when I say! Now, lick my balls!'
Slipping his glans from her mouth, Marianne wondered at her new role of sex slave. Licking her master's heavy balls, she realized the immense pleasure gained from playing the submissive role. 'Lick all over!' he demanded. Her tongue dutifully licking, wetting his rolling balls, his veined shaft, she closed her eyes. She felt completely in his power, totally under his control. She had relinquished all responsibility, as far as John and Barry were concerned, anyway! The guiltless feeling, the sense of total freedom, brought her a strange sense of satisfaction, gratification. She was under orders, at the mercy of her master. Now, her sense of being in control had gone.
'Now lick my knob! Don't suck it, just lick it!' Snaking her tongue around his throbbing purple glans, she prayed for his spunk to gush. 'Lick all over my knob!' he cried as his sperm jetted, splattering her blonde hair, her pretty face and running down her chin. 'Now! Now! Suck it now!'
Moaning through her nose, she took his pulsating knob into her mouth and sucked as his come filled her cheeks. Salty, the aphrodisiacal nectar aroused her, made her young clitoris swell. 'Ah, that's good! Keep . .. keep sucking!' His knees sagging, John held Marianne's head, thrusting his throbbing shaft deep into her hot mouth, draining his heavy balls until, shuddering and gasping, he finally pulled away.
His spent penis glistening, hanging half-erect before Marianne's eyes, she wondered whether her sex session was over or not, and why Barry hadn't burst in. Perhaps he's enjoying this? she wondered, catching a glimpse of her boyfriend as he peered out from the bushes.
'Stand up and bend over the table!' John ordered as he pulled his jeans up,
'Before we go any further,' John murmured pensively, 'stand up and find me something to tie your hands with.' Marianne rose to her feet and glanced around the room, her stomach somersaulting at the prospect of bondage. Taking one of Barry's ties from the pile of washing, she passed it to her master. Standing compliantly with her hands behind her back, she allowed him to tie her wrists together.
'Now, on your knees again - slave!' he ordered excitedly. His hard penis wavering before her wide eyes, she opened her full red lips, following John's orders and engulfing his hard knob within the moist heat of her mouth. John sighed as Marianne swept her tongue over his smooth glans, causing his penis to balloon and twitch. Her juices flowing freely from her hot hole and coursing down her inner thighs, she mouthed and sucked fervently, delighting at the prospect of drinking John's gushing sperm while Barry watched.
Wondering when Barry would make his dramatic entrance, bounding through the back door and exploding with rage like a madman, she sensed an incredible feeling of complete and utter submission. She was John's slave! Her hands tied behind her naked body, kneeling before her master, sucking his solid knob - she was his sex slave!
Was she discovering another side to herself? she wondered. Was having her hands tied, her young body crudely violated, a latent inner desire she'd unknowingly harboured? As she sucked on and mouthed the twitching knob so impertinently forced upon her, she felt a terrific pang of depraved sexual excitement rock her womb. This was to be her role in life, she knew. From now on, to play the part of a slave - a sex slave - was her role.
'Lick my balls!' John ordered. 'Lick my shaft and my balls!' Marianne swept her tongue over his hairy balls, watching as his penis jerked and his knob swelled. Running her tongue up his veined shaft, she desperately wanted to engulf his knob in her mouth, to drink his jetting sperm. Giving in to her passionate desire and sucking his glans into her mputh, she breathed heavily through her nose. 'No, don't do that!' he reprimanded. 'You'll do exactly as I say, when I say! Now, lick my balls!'
Slipping his glans from her mouth, Marianne wondered at her new role of sex slave. Licking her master's heavy balls, she realized the immense pleasure gained from playing the submissive role. 'Lick all over!' he demanded. Her tongue dutifully licking, wetting his rolling balls, his veined shaft, she closed her eyes. She felt completely in his power, totally under his control. She had relinquished all responsibility, as far as John and Barry were concerned, anyway! The guiltless feeling, the sense of total freedom, brought her a strange sense of satisfaction, gratification. She was under orders, at the mercy of her master. Now, her sense of being in control had gone.
'Now lick my knob! Don't suck it, just lick it!' Snaking her tongue around his throbbing purple glans, she prayed for his spunk to gush. 'Lick all over my knob!' he cried as his sperm jetted, splattering her blonde hair, her pretty face and running down her chin. 'Now! Now! Suck it now!'
Moaning through her nose, she took his pulsating knob into her mouth and sucked as his come filled her cheeks. Salty, the aphrodisiacal nectar aroused her, made her young clitoris swell. 'Ah, that's good! Keep . .. keep sucking!' His knees sagging, John held Marianne's head, thrusting his throbbing shaft deep into her hot mouth, draining his heavy balls until, shuddering and gasping, he finally pulled away.
His spent penis glistening, hanging half-erect before Marianne's eyes, she wondered whether her sex session was over or not, and why Barry hadn't burst in. Perhaps he's enjoying this? she wondered, catching a glimpse of her boyfriend as he peered out from the bushes.
'Stand up and bend over the table!' John ordered as he pulled his jeans up,
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