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Del 2: Goddess
| “Tiger? Is that my new pet name?” He looks amused. “It’s a good name for my new pet.” “What should I call you then?” “Call me Durga.” I know he will google it and realize why he’s Tiger. We are naked in the sauna, his skin is getting slightly moist. It will take longer for me. Much longer. “I know I ‘m sweaty but I ‘m dying to kiss you.” “Make my day.” Soon he is dripping wet, my hand glides on his body, the touch is featherlight. “Shouldn’t you whip me with these birch twigs or something?” I grin. “You will whip me this time.” Sharp intake of breath. “Come on.” I bend forward, arch my back. He picks up the twigs, they land on my ass, barely touching. “Harder.” I turn back, look into his eyes. Mesmerized, he lifts his hand. “Harder.” Slight pinkish tint to my skin. A twinge of pain. “Come on, Tiger. Harder! Again! Again!” His chest is heaving as the twigs land on my back, he stares at the marks left behind, eyes wide open. “On your knees now.” He looks up at me, his mouth opens. I bend down, kiss him. “Good boy, you.” “I’m your Tiger.” “Yes. Maybe I should put some stripes on you then.” My hands disappear in his sweaty hair. Pull his head towards me. We both cry out when I come. |
Tillagd 23 mar 2021 Noveller #Kvinna som top #Man som bottom #Psykisk dominans #Face sitting #Rollspel #Verklig åldersskillnad #Sexmagi / Ockult sex
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