unyielding morals of the samurai codex."
He smiles down at me. "Did it now?"
I nod. "You radiate the same strength and dignity. This focus on the things that matter and that can be controlled by you."
He shakes his head again and gives me a kiss on the forehead.
"Things like you?" He asks.
I reply with a coy nod. "You certainly control me, Sir."
"And you matter," he adds.
I shake my head, continuing to soap is slightly tanned skin.
"You are too sweet for your own good." He whispers.
I feel my cheeks blushing as he runs his fingertips down on either side of my belly, gently stroking along my hipbone. I freeze, shivering with anticipation caused by his overly sensitive touch. I know his gentle moments are short lived.
"Keep moving," he hisses. "I am not clean yet."
"Yes, Sir."
I continue to clean his gorgeous body, running along every inch - his buff chest and arms, running down each of his legs, worshipping every inch of this body that I have played with so much, sparing only his still erected length in his center. I have never been allowed to touch him as much as I am now. I want to give it all, show him my best. Show him how much I adore him, everything of him. He deserves it.
But he also likes to be in control. He is the one who decides when I am done – and sadly he decides way too early. He grabs my wrist, removing the sponge from my hand and keeping me in a tight grip.
"I think that’s enough for now, baby girl," he whispers through the shower rain. "Your turn."
Before I can reply anything, he grabs the shower gel and pours a giant amount of it in one of his hands.
"Turn around." He orders.
I obey, turning my back to him. As soon as I do, I can feel his hands on my back, spreading the shower gel in circling motions. Gentle at first, but soon his movements gain speed and become somewhat violent. He slides over my soaped skin and pinches me in random places, making me flinch in surprise and pain.
Soon, he is down on my behind, grabbing my ass cheeks and spreading them apart. I flinch as one of his fingers slides between them, massaging my anus, threatening to force himself inside.
He leans forward, resting his chin on my left shoulder to whisper in my ear. "I will have your ass today, baby girl. I must. You understand?"
I nod, feeling my arousal building up just by his words. "Yes, Sir."
I gasp as he actually pushes his finger inside me, carefully and slowly stretching my ass just a little. It doesn’t hurt, not enough. I instantly know that I want more. He moves his other hand to the front, stroking my mound before he moves down to my clit, softly massaging my most sensitive spot with his finger still inside my ass.
I lean into him, enjoying his skillful hands while the warm water continues to fall down on both of us like a thick summer rain.
"You little slut," he whispers. "You like this, don’t you? Even among all this water I can feel how wet your little cunt is. You want to have your ass fucked, isn’t that right?"
I close my eyes and nod, forcing myself to reply. "Yes, Sir. Very much."
"Don’t worry," he whispers. "It’ll happen."
He withdraws his hands from me and turns me around, pulling me in close for a kiss. I can feel his manner changing with every breath we take during our intense kiss. His tongue forcefully explores the inside of my mouth, hardly leaving me any chance to reciprocate. His hands wander up alongside my arms until he places them on my shoulders. He rests there for a moment before he violently pushes me down, forcing me on my knees in front of him.
His rock hard cock is inside my mouth as soon as I find myself in a kneeling position. I gag as he forces himself in with his entire length, painfully pushing against the back of my throat.
"Good girl," he comments, pausing for a moment while I choke on him. I can’t breathe and try to make him ease up by placing my hands on his knees, trying to push me away and gain a little distance.
But instead of letting go, he
He smiles down at me. "Did it now?"
I nod. "You radiate the same strength and dignity. This focus on the things that matter and that can be controlled by you."
He shakes his head again and gives me a kiss on the forehead.
"Things like you?" He asks.
I reply with a coy nod. "You certainly control me, Sir."
"And you matter," he adds.
I shake my head, continuing to soap is slightly tanned skin.
"You are too sweet for your own good." He whispers.
I feel my cheeks blushing as he runs his fingertips down on either side of my belly, gently stroking along my hipbone. I freeze, shivering with anticipation caused by his overly sensitive touch. I know his gentle moments are short lived.
"Keep moving," he hisses. "I am not clean yet."
"Yes, Sir."
I continue to clean his gorgeous body, running along every inch - his buff chest and arms, running down each of his legs, worshipping every inch of this body that I have played with so much, sparing only his still erected length in his center. I have never been allowed to touch him as much as I am now. I want to give it all, show him my best. Show him how much I adore him, everything of him. He deserves it.
But he also likes to be in control. He is the one who decides when I am done – and sadly he decides way too early. He grabs my wrist, removing the sponge from my hand and keeping me in a tight grip.
"I think that’s enough for now, baby girl," he whispers through the shower rain. "Your turn."
Before I can reply anything, he grabs the shower gel and pours a giant amount of it in one of his hands.
"Turn around." He orders.
I obey, turning my back to him. As soon as I do, I can feel his hands on my back, spreading the shower gel in circling motions. Gentle at first, but soon his movements gain speed and become somewhat violent. He slides over my soaped skin and pinches me in random places, making me flinch in surprise and pain.
Soon, he is down on my behind, grabbing my ass cheeks and spreading them apart. I flinch as one of his fingers slides between them, massaging my anus, threatening to force himself inside.
He leans forward, resting his chin on my left shoulder to whisper in my ear. "I will have your ass today, baby girl. I must. You understand?"
I nod, feeling my arousal building up just by his words. "Yes, Sir."
I gasp as he actually pushes his finger inside me, carefully and slowly stretching my ass just a little. It doesn’t hurt, not enough. I instantly know that I want more. He moves his other hand to the front, stroking my mound before he moves down to my clit, softly massaging my most sensitive spot with his finger still inside my ass.
I lean into him, enjoying his skillful hands while the warm water continues to fall down on both of us like a thick summer rain.
"You little slut," he whispers. "You like this, don’t you? Even among all this water I can feel how wet your little cunt is. You want to have your ass fucked, isn’t that right?"
I close my eyes and nod, forcing myself to reply. "Yes, Sir. Very much."
"Don’t worry," he whispers. "It’ll happen."
He withdraws his hands from me and turns me around, pulling me in close for a kiss. I can feel his manner changing with every breath we take during our intense kiss. His tongue forcefully explores the inside of my mouth, hardly leaving me any chance to reciprocate. His hands wander up alongside my arms until he places them on my shoulders. He rests there for a moment before he violently pushes me down, forcing me on my knees in front of him.
His rock hard cock is inside my mouth as soon as I find myself in a kneeling position. I gag as he forces himself in with his entire length, painfully pushing against the back of my throat.
"Good girl," he comments, pausing for a moment while I choke on him. I can’t breathe and try to make him ease up by placing my hands on his knees, trying to push me away and gain a little distance.
But instead of letting go, he
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