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"You are so beautiful." She whispered these words to him over his low groans. Stroking him gently in her soft hand, she continued, "I know you hate when I say that, that you think a man can't be, shouldn't be, beautiful. But you are. You are beautiful to me, and beauty like that is for everyone, not just women." She looked him in the eyes, so close that he had little choice but to return the gaze, trapped by her proximity, and her power. "I love you." She spoke the words slowly and distinctly, making sure he saw the truth of the words reflected in her eyes. As the last word hovered in the air, she tipped the cup again.
Heat Women fucking dogs poured down his shaking body, saturating his senses. Cooling quickly, it became thicker and slow over his stomach. Knowing what was to come, she wrapped her hand firmly around the base of his cock, preventing his orgasm, but also providing a barrier for the wax to settle against. The last soft trickle stopped against her flesh and sealed there, hardening quickly.
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She Personal beastiality photos held the ice at his pubic bone, small droplets warmed by his body heat and dripped into the wax dam just above his cock. Looking in his eyes, she asked the question they both needed to hear. "Baby, are you ready?" His look was plaintive and full of need. He nodded slowly. "Say it," she commanded. "Yes." She kneeled at his feet, venting her hot breath only inches from his still-hard cock, teasing him with the tiniest preview of what she had in mind. Picking up the candle, she leaned forward, taking him in her mouth. She pressed forward slowly, until she could feel the cockring he wore brushing her upper lip. Using her tongue, mouth, and lips in a way they had perfected through years of pleasing each other, she pulled slowly back, milking his orgasm from him slowly until he was at the brink. Her mouth stopped at the softly pulsing head and she tightened her lips around it, working him with her tongue. Now safely distant from the flame, she moved the wax-filled cup to the dam and began to pour.
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As Sex zoo the moment faded away an unmeasurable length of time later, he spoke. "I love you, Karen." He voiced the words most profoundly in his heart, surprised to find his voice ragged, unaware of the power of his previous cries, only dimly aware that he had opened his mouth at all. "Thank you," she answered as she began to free him from his restraints. The words hummed between them, responding to so many feelings, many of them unspoken.
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"What do you think?" he asked her, pressing his growing erection into her ass, pulling her firmly against him with loving but unyielding hands. Karen gave herself to him, melting under his touch in the way only he could make possible. For Jeff's part, it was good, as always, to be home.Part II: Flying High This story follows on directly from Undercover
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