Mrs Goodwin
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A Very Good Friday free porn video
Good Friday, or as I like to call it "hot cross bun and well spanked bum day" I slipped out of bed quietly, careful not to wake her, smiling as she gently stirred, pulling the duvet around her.
Padding down the stairs hitting the kitchen I went to work, 5am still dark outside, the silence strangely comforting as I kneed dough, the smell of spices and yeast filling the early morning air. My mind ticking over, planning the day ahead, planning to make it a Good Friday she'd not forget.
By 8am I was ready, gently waking her to fresh brewed coffee and warm hot cross buns spread thickly with butter, a treat for her, a day of no diet, treat her like a princess most of the time, if you want to treat her like a slut the rest.
Slipping into bed beside her, cuddled up, sipping our brews, I'm waiting for her to be fully awake, she needs to be fully responsive before I take my pleasure. Without warning I pull the duvet back, shocking her with the cool air, as I push her back down onto the sheet, holding her still as I rip her knickers from her. Pinching and pulling her nipples, their erectness pleasing me, clamps pinching, drawing a moan from her, her eyes telling a story, fear and excitement competing within her. Grabbing her ankles I flip her onto her front, forcing her legs apart, allowing my fingers to brush over the rapidly moistening lips of her pussy.
I grab her paddle, she loves this, I can clearly remember one of our first conversations when she had mentioned it, mentioned stroking it it, missing it's devils kiss on her behind. Softly at first, I use it on her, bringing a warm gentle glow to her backside, this is play not punishment, I want her to enjoy today, a few harder spanks just to mix things up and I stop, stroking her hair, stroking her bottom I wait as she calms, before gently rolling her onto her back, kissing her gorgeous lips, her smile says it all.
"I know those clamps are painful princess, I'll take them off once you've come for me, ok ?"
She smiles and nods, no doubt already preparing for the sex to come, the smile turns to mild shock as I continue
"I want you to wank for me slut, show me what you do when I'm not here and you're thinking about me, show me what a dirty girl you are"
Of course I knew she masturbated I knew she preferred her fingers to toys, but I'd never before demanded she do it at my command, this was new, a new level of trust, a higher level of submission, her most private of acts exposed to me for my amusement.
She's squirming on the bed, unsure how to start, biting her lip, her eyes pleading with me. I take a seat at the end of the bed and quietly wait, watching her every movement as she slowly slides a hand between her thighs.
I pull her legs apart, exposing more of her to me, increasing her embarrassment as she pushes two fingers into her cunt, her other hand caressing her clitoris. The room is silent save for her soft moans and her fingers in her clearly wet pussy, I can sense her getting close, she's moving more, moaning louder, her fingers now pushing deeper and quicker inside her, I'm holding her knees, keeping her legs open, watching intently as my slut shows me she deserves the epithet. Gradually her breathing quickens, her gasps and moans increase in volume, her fingers move faster as she cums heavily.
I'm pleased and proud, and tell her so, replacing her fingers with my rapidly hardening cock, I slip into her, chuckling as she cries out at the removal of the clamps, pulling her towards me I slam my cock home, fucking her harder and harder, her moans meting my groans of pleasure as we fuck like newlyweds. Finally I feel my balls twitch and contract, simultaneously her pussy tightens as we cum together, before collapsing on the sheets.
Regaining our breath, spooning together, she presses her warm, spanked backside against me, little does she know, there were 12 apostles and on this Good Friday she was having 12 spankings, so far we'd only managed one.
Padding down the stairs hitting the kitchen I went to work, 5am still dark outside, the silence strangely comforting as I kneed dough, the smell of spices and yeast filling the early morning air. My mind ticking over, planning the day ahead, planning to make it a Good Friday she'd not forget.
By 8am I was ready, gently waking her to fresh brewed coffee and warm hot cross buns spread thickly with butter, a treat for her, a day of no diet, treat her like a princess most of the time, if you want to treat her like a slut the rest.
Slipping into bed beside her, cuddled up, sipping our brews, I'm waiting for her to be fully awake, she needs to be fully responsive before I take my pleasure. Without warning I pull the duvet back, shocking her with the cool air, as I push her back down onto the sheet, holding her still as I rip her knickers from her. Pinching and pulling her nipples, their erectness pleasing me, clamps pinching, drawing a moan from her, her eyes telling a story, fear and excitement competing within her. Grabbing her ankles I flip her onto her front, forcing her legs apart, allowing my fingers to brush over the rapidly moistening lips of her pussy.
I grab her paddle, she loves this, I can clearly remember one of our first conversations when she had mentioned it, mentioned stroking it it, missing it's devils kiss on her behind. Softly at first, I use it on her, bringing a warm gentle glow to her backside, this is play not punishment, I want her to enjoy today, a few harder spanks just to mix things up and I stop, stroking her hair, stroking her bottom I wait as she calms, before gently rolling her onto her back, kissing her gorgeous lips, her smile says it all.
"I know those clamps are painful princess, I'll take them off once you've come for me, ok ?"
She smiles and nods, no doubt already preparing for the sex to come, the smile turns to mild shock as I continue
"I want you to wank for me slut, show me what you do when I'm not here and you're thinking about me, show me what a dirty girl you are"
Of course I knew she masturbated I knew she preferred her fingers to toys, but I'd never before demanded she do it at my command, this was new, a new level of trust, a higher level of submission, her most private of acts exposed to me for my amusement.
She's squirming on the bed, unsure how to start, biting her lip, her eyes pleading with me. I take a seat at the end of the bed and quietly wait, watching her every movement as she slowly slides a hand between her thighs.
I pull her legs apart, exposing more of her to me, increasing her embarrassment as she pushes two fingers into her cunt, her other hand caressing her clitoris. The room is silent save for her soft moans and her fingers in her clearly wet pussy, I can sense her getting close, she's moving more, moaning louder, her fingers now pushing deeper and quicker inside her, I'm holding her knees, keeping her legs open, watching intently as my slut shows me she deserves the epithet. Gradually her breathing quickens, her gasps and moans increase in volume, her fingers move faster as she cums heavily.
I'm pleased and proud, and tell her so, replacing her fingers with my rapidly hardening cock, I slip into her, chuckling as she cries out at the removal of the clamps, pulling her towards me I slam my cock home, fucking her harder and harder, her moans meting my groans of pleasure as we fuck like newlyweds. Finally I feel my balls twitch and contract, simultaneously her pussy tightens as we cum together, before collapsing on the sheets.
Regaining our breath, spooning together, she presses her warm, spanked backside against me, little does she know, there were 12 apostles and on this Good Friday she was having 12 spankings, so far we'd only managed one.
Hortense
- 20.12.2022
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