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And I couldn't understand why my heartbeats started to act out. When the other side of the bed sank, I began to imagine his next moves. And indeed, I felt his tongue on my earlobes, tracing the folds. I didn't move; I just allowed him to do his way. Then, I felt his fingers sliding under my garters. I waited, and as expected, he pulled my panties down. Since my imagination of Kim already aroused me, I couldn't wait for him to remove my bra. My two peaks were already aching for his touch. But instead, he turned me into a prone position and sucked my honey right away.

“It’s just a book, Neil.” “I know, but-” “She’s a virgin,” I drop my voice to a whisper. “She’s probably just trying to learn.” “That was my thought,” the butler recovers, “but you know how wolves can gossip.” “Hm.” I nod at him. “I’ll give this back to her.” Chuckling, I close the door and go to throw the book on the coffee table, but out of curiosity I open it where she placed a bookmark. It describes oral sex in detail and I can just about picture Kaiya blushing while she read it.

Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs. Professor Kane pulled out of her mouth with a wet pop. He stroked himself fast, aiming at her open lips. “I’m close.” Sara kept her mouth open and tongue out, looking up at him. A few more strokes and he came with a deep groan. Thick ropes of cum landed on her tongue and across her lips. Some dripped down to her chin. The taste was bitter and salty, but she swallowed what landed in her mouth, then licked her lips clean.

Brad’s hand slid down to cup my ass, squeezing gently as he kissed my shoulder. “You okay, baby girl?” he murmured, voice low and satisfied. I nodded, biting my lip. “More than okay.” Calvin chuckled from my other side, his fingers tracing lazy circles around one of my nipples. “Good. That’s my sweet little doll.” I shivered at his words, my pussy clenching at the promise of more. I was already addicted. The way they touched me, the way they fucked me, the way they called me their princess while treating me like their dirty little secret—it was everything I had secretly craved.

“Almost makes me feel bad about what I’m about to do.” Her head snapped over her shoulder, eyes wide. “What are you about to—” The sharp smack of my hand meeting her ass cut her off. She gasped, her whole body jerking against me. My palm stung lightly, and it itched for more when a red bloom spread across her skin. I never thought I’d be into this, but I was wrong. Katie Martinez was my kink. My fetish. Whatever she wanted, I would do for her. And having her draped over my lap willingly with a safe-word made me feel powerful.

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Marco murmured at my side. “It looked like a conversation,” I said, my voice barely a whisper. “Like she was listening through the rope.” “Exactly,” he replied. “Kink is communication. The tools are just…tools. The connection is what matters.” He paused. “Would you like to try something small tonight? No pressure. Maybe just a guided meditation or light restraint? We can go over your boundaries first.”

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