Bennett could barely feel the flogger’s tails on their back. It was all muffled, hitting the energetic wall that felt like concrete, not actually feeling it make contact with their skin. By the time Reina fell into a pattern, Bennett was starting to soften. The dense thud was working the concrete into clay, clay into sand, and Bennett was starting to feel again.
I should’ve masturbated in the shower. I need to be pushed against a wall. She smells like the ocean.
“I distinctly remember you eating my pussy on the banks of the Nile river, ” I say and we both waterfall into each other’s bodies. I climb on top of her, straddle her hips, and she grabs my ass.
Tacey gasped as Paige’s hand came back down, slap slap slap, in quick succession on both of her cheeks. Paige murmured, “Good girl,” and smoothed her palms over Tacey’s wide ass, using her nails to scratch and tickle.
Paige slowly took Bennett’s fingers back out of her mouth, but didn’t let go of them. “What about … “ She brought their hand down between her legs, under her slip, where she parted her thighs and led Bennett to touch her there.
I watched the way Dee moved as she went to the bar for our drinks: the confident swagger was there but I also noticed a slight hesitation as she placed down my wine glass. When she came back with our second round of drinks, I reached into her lap and cupped my hand over the shaft of her strap-on.
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