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That anxiety dissipated quickly as his kisses moved lower still, my legs parting automatically for him as if his face belonged there naturally. The instant his lips grazed my clit a shudder ran through my body and I experienced my first orgasm that wasn’t self-administered. His mouth continued lower and I felt his tongue part my lips and plunge deeply into my pussy. I moaned softly as his tongue, so magical in my mouth, played so magically over my sex, exploring every crevice, every nook and every cranny. When his mouth returned to my clit it only took a few flicks of his tongue before I came again, my thighs squeezing his head. Dave came up for air and we kissed, yet another first as I tasted my own juices on his lips. His fingers played lightly over my body, exciting my nipples. The urgent need to be fucked was gone, replaced by a feeling of inner warmth and peace. I could feel his hardness against my side but I wanted to wait and told him so. ‘That’s all right,’ he murmured, his. Nisu was going to get some great loving tonight. Maybe she might have never felt. Ansh opened the black door and the room was lit in shiny red color and a cupboard with BDSM equipment arranged.Ansh asked Nish to sit on the chair, she followed obediently. Ansh just brought some handcuffs and tied Nisu to the chair putting her hands behind. Then he pushed himself back gawked at Nisu top to bottom in a venomous way. Nisu was aroused and biting her lips in ecstasy.Ansh went close and bit her lips for the first time. Nisu could not move, while kissing he tied her legs to the chair. Rolled his hands all over Nisu legs and feeling her stockings and thigh bones. Ansh bit her lips harder and Nisu could not do anything.She just pushed her tongue out and tried licking him more, but Ansh teased her more and dragged away from her lips. Nisu moaned, “Ansh, rip me apart and just punish me like never before. Tease every inch of my body.” Ansh just moved his hands inside her crotch and pinched it.
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