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the chain from around his neck.
    At that point,
still overcome with exhaustion, Karin flicked her hips forward,
wrapped her thighs around his neck and pulled him backward on to
the bed. Her muscles tighten, encircling him completely and pulling
him closer and closer into her.
    “I are your
princess!”
    “Fuck,
yeah!”
    James
completely accepted her statement and started to kiss her crotch.
She tightened even more and James found his mouth once more buried
into the front of her underwear. He looked up to see her big
aroused eyes smiling back. As her legs tightened, the smile became
bigger. Knowing the danger of fighting against her legs, James
pulled her underwear clear and started on her with his tongue. He
thrust it inside her as hard as he could, almost in revenge, but
she loved it and cried out in pleasure.
    His tongue was
still deep inside her as she unbuttoned his jeans. He’d been hard
for most of the day, but now he could feel his cock sliding into
her warm mouth. As he reached deeper, so did she until they
climaxed at the same time.
    It had been an
amazing two days and James had never felt so relaxed and so spent
as he lay next to her. Karin started to move first and used her
bare feet to push him down to the end of her bed. He was now up
against the wrought iron footboard and from here it was easy for
her to wrap the heavy chain around both his neck and the bed frame
and padlock it in place.
    James didn’t
even try to resist. He had a few hours until his flight later that
evening and was happy to enjoy Karin’s company for as long as he
could. He watched her walk around her small bedroom. She looked a
tough rocker chick with her wild unbrushed hair and leather jacket,
but below that she was a cute girl, naked other than for orange
panties that rode up her butt.
    She returned to
the bed and sat down full on his face. It reminded her of when they
first met and the feeling she’d had when she first sat on that cute
smile. At infrequent intervals she lifted slightly to break the
seal and give him some air; the very minimum needed for
survival.
    At all times
her butt rested heavily on his eyes. It was important that she kept
him blindfolded as she turned the pages of his passport. He was
well travelled, although may become less so. Her slim ring less
fingers gently tore the photo page from the passport and then
continued to rip the page to pieces. Simple, but effective, there
was now no way he could leave her country tonight. But then, there
was no way he was going to leave her bedroom that night.
     
     
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