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Being bound so open I find myself shaken by all that he could do to me free from my interruption. Looking down at me a grin grows when he goes to my lips, brushing his lips across mine but never giving me his entire self when I hear him whisper near my ear in his movement "Your pleasure is mine, all of it." The moment his whispers are gone his lips attach to my neck with a sting, sucking and kissing across me while his fingers play with my nipples "Yes, it is." I moan in agreeance while he journeys down my body.
His destination between my thighs when he takes me in his lips. His ferocious hunger on me making me thrash around, but the bindings holding me open to anything he wanted with my body. So, intoxicated by the feeling of his tongue playing and probing on and in me I almost miss the feeling of a thick toy slip in me.
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