anna shine s bio and free webcam But the body betrays me again, I caress it with my lips with pleasure.
Since before it was not necessary.
I finish without even getting up from my knees and not touching myself with my hands.
Then a temporary clarification of the mind – I begin to desperately resist, almost without depriving him of his sight.

Again, whip and handcuffs, and after this affection, and then again spit in his face.
I’m confused.
tearing a scream.
This is not your merit, got it ?!
– (this is my curse – my sensuality.
vicious circle.
) On the fourth day, I cease to belong to myself.
But despite everything, I am not broken.
I was captured by this game.
Kneeling, I laugh at his face.
Or I demand to spot the belt to death.
and then just melt in his arms – the transition from cruelty to affection breaks the terminals from the mind.
Day after day.
So often the pulse is not yet beating.
He can not take control in his hands, but in the course of even this is not upset.

I am burning.
I want to caress him.
His hugs.
His aggression.
his tenderness.
His passivity.
I’m confused.
The last two days have been just out of the ordinary.
As soon as he entered, I myself attacked him like a wild cat.
Orgasm has become the goal and meaning of life for these days.
Yesterday I became impudent.
Brazenly demanded: get on your knees and do me good.
He did not disobey.
Day no.
I do not remember.
I already really know a lot.
I know that escape – just spit. anna shine s bio and free webcam
Hijack him with a Harley or a Ferrari – to choose from – and to freedom.
Just not in a hurry.
He is still trying to periodically break me, but yesterday, after my next audacity, the lash froze in his hands.
He did not dare.
Instead, he loved me long and gently, until I was exhausted from pleasure.
This is right and wrong at the same time.
A smile does not leave my lips.
Yes, I began to smile often.
It is brazen to demand coffee in the morning, and preferably complete with kuni.

He is still frantic.
In a fit of anger at myself for weakness, I cut the skin on the clavicle with a buckle belt.
Stupid! Well, what did you want to achieve with this? I sit on his lap, almost moved away from a multiple orgasm.
I bend backwards, practically I make a bridge to lift the belt from the floor.
Playing, wrapped around his neck.
The same.
Still.
Fearfully? His breathing quickens.
In the eyes of confusion and.
what? Expectation? Can not be.
I look straight into my eyes, I make an effort over myself.
silver threads as if penetrate into an alien brain and read out secret emotions.
a wave of excitement covers with head.
Is it really the case? Fearfully? That’s how? – I find myself on all fours.
I scream in pain – I did not even think about lubrication.
I am trying to break free, my hands are captured, nothing comes out.
Everything floats before my eyes, and then covers an orgasm, almost bending in half.

Such pleasure is impossible without pain.
Angry at him, in response to the quiet “was it good for you?” I hit him in the jaw.
I remain unpunished.
Just a couple of days, and I will seize power.
It is a fact.
Sometimes I remember you.
How are you there? Why not stop it? Are angels so heartless? Or on the contrary – generous? I will avenge you one day.
How? I have not decided yet.
You know, he doesn’t even hide a weapon from me.
Fair.
Recently, he likes to call me a goddess and kiss my fingers.
For this, he closes his eyes to many things.
Once I hit him right in the heart with a knife.
Or strangle with a belt right during sex and make you look into your beautiful eyes until your last breath.
Sometime I will do it.
Sometime
Maybe later.
And maybe never.
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