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Her hands automatically followed the directions his voice was giving. Her fingers started to unbutton her shirt… Finishing the task, she let the shirt hang open as he directed her again. Her eyes stayed glued to his as her hands caressed her breasts… Fingertips rolling her nipples into hardness thru the sheer material of her bra.
‘Take your shirt off, hon’ he said. She gave a little shrug of her shoulders and the shirt fell to the floor in a heap. She waited patiently as his eyes drank her in… The goosebumps visibly rising on her skin, as she couldn’t control the reaction to his voice, and commands.
‘Undo your belt, and slide your jeans slowly down… ‘ Her hands did as he asked… Slowing her actions into a timestopping moment of eroticism. She casually stepped out of her jeans leaving them in the growing> pile of clothes on the floor. A low moan came out of his mouth as he watched her. The shift of power seemed to change Bostancı Escort imperceptibly, as she knew she was in control. She gazed at him intently and unclasped her bra… Sliding the straps off her shoulders, it fell to the floor… She then hooked her thumbs into the sides of her thong and slid it down her legs. With her legs trembling slightly, she walked slowly across the room to the rocking chair. She sat down and propped her legs over the arms of the chair.
His eyes heated up every inch of her skin as her hands started to skim up and down her body. Goosebumps rose on her skin, and she could his breath get more ragged.
She played for him, her sole audience. One finger slid inside her mouth, and she coated it with saliva. Then her fingers trailed down to her nipple, tracing a wet path around the hardness. Her eyes had been half-closed but now she opened them and looked straight into his soul.
‘What Bostancı Escort Bayan do you want me to do, baby?’ she asked. He could hardly speak, ‘I want to see your fingers on your clit. ‘
Her fingers moved intently down to her clit. Rubbing it in soft circles… He watched the skin harden beneath her knowing fingers.
He couldn’t help himself… His hand lowered to his thickening cock, slowly stroking himself as she played with her clit. He watched her face as the tension built up inside her body… He could see the passion on her face… Heard her soft moan as the pressure continued to build… His low moan mingled with hers as his hand continued to stroke…
She played to her audience of one… Knowing that he was captivated by her movements. Her face showed the excitement she could feel inside as the eroticism took over… As one hand continued to stroke her clit, the other hand Escort Bostancı slid two fingers inside her wet opening.
He felt his cock jerk in his fingers as he imagined her fingers to be him… She watched his face as she slid her fingers in and out… Coating them in the juicy wetness…
She whispered… Are you getting close, hon?… Mmm… I want you to cum with me… So close…
Her fingers moved with more intensity… Increasing the pressure until she felt as though she would explode… She could see his hand stroking himself harder and faster…
Their voices mingled in the hot air… Moans combining…
NOW, baby… She moaned… Cum with me NOW… Her orgasm hit her hard… The first one opening up the floodgates to the second one…
He tried, but couldn’t hold back as he watched her face and her body move… His hand gave one last tug, and he joined her in a mindnumbing orgasm… Oh my goddd, he moaned…
They lay back across from each other, each softly caressing each other with their eyes… She gave him a wicked smile as she said… That was nice… He could feel her presence next to him as she blew a kiss to him… Soon, baby, it will be for real… Soon…