Brazzers - Ryder Skye Has fun with the doctor

My hand stings like hell, but it was worth it. I had not expected that reaction from you. You were absolutely wonderful. It's a great start." I wanted to ask him to elaborate, but the thought died on my lips when his hand left my breast and his fingers slid between my legs...up into me. My jaw dropped, my breath catching somewhere in my throat. I gripped his shoulder, my body twisting at the waist so I could spread my legs open, my ass be damned. "Mmm. Very nice. Do you like to touch yourself, Holly?" My answer was more of a gurgle because his fingers had found and were rubbing my G-spot. "Do you come hard? Do you think of someone touching you like this?" His thumb lightly strummed my clit. "Or do you prefer it a little rougher?" I clenched my eyes shut—dug my nails into his skin—when he thrust faster, the heel of his hand slamming into my pubic bone. He'd latched onto that impulsive admission in my sleep and uncovered a part of me I hadn't even realized existed. With other guys, I had always cringed at dirty talk during sex. But rough sex? Bondage? Spanking? I'd never experienced any of that. Apparently, I did have some naughty tendencies. Chris kept talking...asking me questions—his own version of the list. His deep voice Big Tits was erotic, hypnotizing. In Hardcore the distance, I heard the constant base of an obscure song, my heart beating in ass time with the rhythm. Soon, my hips joined in, undulating to the beat. When his hand changed speed or position, I whimpered, unsure if I wanted him to stop and go back or continue forward. The crest would swell within me, then I'd dip—sometimes farther than others—before being lifted again. Up and down. Rise and fall. Over and over again, like a rollercoaster. I rode the waves in a mixture of content and frustration until I lost all sense of myself, releasing my death grip on his shoulders, my hands flopping to the bed. "There you go, Holly," his voice registered in my head. "So beautiful." And just like that, bliss spread throughout my body. I had the vague knowledge that I was arching my back...rolling my head...crying out. That his ministrations became more centered, prolonging my sensation of floating. His cock pumping in and out of her, harder and faster with each thrust. Jill called Conner, telling him what had happened and that we would be gone for a few days. She rubbed her silky thigh against his side. “O-okay Athena, I will,” he promised softly and felt her Hardcore hand squeeze into the plushness ass of his butt before he heard the shower door open and heard her step from it. “Any information on what is next?” He can’t tell a story different than what happened. When they went to bed later, Irma went into the bedroom, put on her usual night gown and went under the covers to see how this was to play out, Brad got under them, too. Lexi and I shared a long passionate kiss, and she began to stroke my ass, just the way the other woman had. After I saw that those new tingly and hot sexy feelings got Big Tits so bad that it actually scared me. So I covered dad up and put my phone away and tried to go back to sleep, but I couldn’t get what I saw out of my head. I went into my large walk-in closet without turning on the light since a bedroom lamp by my bed was on. I told Cathy about Kara eating my ass this morning, and Kara blushed.