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my pussy warm and swell with need. As he stared at me with his sexy blue eyes, I could feel his desire. I glanced down at my curvy body and I saw myself as Dutch did.
    I was sexy and desirable. So what if I was big, overweight, plump, fat, whatever you wanted to call it. It didn’t matter. I didn’t care what everyone thought. I only cared what my husband thought and he loved me for who I was. He loved my lush body and my soft curves. The way he looked at me made me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. That’s all that mattered.
    Dutch came to me and pulled me to my feet with the leash. I enjoyed being at his whim and the leash only reinforced the fact he was in control. He pressed his lean body against me and wrapped me in his arms. I felt so loved, so safe with Dutch. How did I get so lucky?
    “Do me a favor,” Dutch asked me as he grasped my arms , held me at arm’s length and starred into my eyes.
    “Anything,” I replied.
    “No stubbornness tonight,” he said. I knew what he meant. I wouldn’t assume he wanted to deny me orgasms. No, Dutch wanted me to come tonight and I wasn’t going to disappoint.
    “Don’ t worry,” I replied and then turned Dutch around and shoved him to the bed. He looked up at me with a hint of surprise. I knelt between his legs, took his thick shaft in my hand and began to massage his balls with the other. “Do me a favor,” I asked in return.
    “Whatever you want,” Dutch told me.
    “Fuck me silly, daddy. Make me come until I cry. Leave me a hot and sweaty, quivering mess and when you’re ready, blow your fucking load in my pussy,” I said and went down on him. I sucked Dutch for all I was worth. I wasn’t subtle or soft. I sucked him like a porn star and soon he was covered with my saliva. I looked into his eyes the entire time. Dutch held my leash as he reclined on his elbows enjoying the sensations and the show.
    “You know how sexy you look with my dick in your mouth , dear?” he asked rhetorically. I pulled my mouth from his, still stroking his length, and wet the middle finger of my other hand. I took his cock in my mouth again, reached under his balls and began to massage Dutch’s ass. He smiled wickedly at me. I wet the finger again and this time I began to work my finger into him. Dutch lounged on the bed and let me pleasure him, enjoying the naughty twist without a hint of reservation.
    After a while, I had my finger in his ass and I slowly pumped it in and out as I sucked Dutch’s cock. He was as hard as I’d ever felt and he was leaking profusely into my mouth. I was still sucking him fast and hard, making all sorts of obscene noises, and I could feel his orgasm approaching. I wasn’t going to let him come but I was going to bring him close. Suddenly, Dutch grunted and I immediately stopped touching him.
    “Fuck! ” he exclaimed as he fought the urge to come. “I didn’t teach you that,” he said referring to the finger that still filled his ass and then asked, “Did Sheila?”
    “No, I’m just becoming inventive. Like it?” I asked knowing damn well he liked it. Dutch only laughed as he reeled my leash in and pulled me onto him. He kissed me as I clamped my thighs around his cock and let him hump me. We kissed, our tongues exploring freely, until Dutch pushed me off of him, got to his knees spinning me around so my legs we spread before him and began eating my sopping wet, hot pussy.
    I squealed as his tongue and lips went crazy, sucking my folds, delving deep into my tunnel and tormenting my swollen nub. I gave in as Dutch pleasured me and I felt myself quickly build towards bliss. Dutch held my leash tight, the cold chain between my soft breasts, as he ate me. I bucked my hips trying to get more of what Dutch was giving, my orgasm fast approaching. Then suddenly, I was overwhelmed as the warm, tingly climax washed over me.
    It was a nice, pleasant feeling but I wanted more. I wasn’t interested in nice and pleasant. I wanted searing