my petite leveret , let me slip inside you. Yes, that's it. I won't hurt, baby, I'll treat you well, as you deserve, because you are a lady.» He feels her muscles relaxing and continues to penetrate her gently. «Are you my lady, hmmm? Yes? Oh yes, you are. You are my lady and my little slut as well, aren't you? Yes, you are my little beautiful slut and I love it. Oh yes, baby, take it all, just like that, good girl.»
He is all inside her now moving gently until he feels her flesh becoming softer then his thrusts get more vigorous. In few minute he is pushing in her with force, beating energetically his groin against her delicate body. He supports better himself on his arms on each side of her head grabbing her breasts with both hands and bending down to suck them greedily. Sibylle emits those long stifled cries that he loves so much. Drakkar moves so vehemently that she must cling to his shoulders not to be pushed away from him! Now her head dangles off the edge of the bed and her exposed throat attracts his hand. He can't resist to hold it firmly, but in a safe way, continuing to push hard. He looks avidly at that lovely body that shakes at every thrusts; at that breast bouncing erotically; at that mouth whispering his name. He takes her by the waist and moves her in a more comfortable position: with the head on the pillow. Continuing to move, he takes the two pairs of handcuffs from his pocket and — in a few determinate moves — he traps her wrists to the headboard. Then grabs one of the veils of the canopy bed, a red veil, and rips it. He ties it quickly to her left thigh and folds the other end around the headboard, then he does the same thing with another red veil. Sibylle finds herself bound with her arms above her head and her legs fully spread, tied in a perfect way, with elegant knots. She looks at him and licks her lip voluptuously. Drakkar bends more over her starting to push harder, slapping her breasts.
«Yeah, move that beautiful ass of yours, babe! Make me come with that hot pussy!» he groans.
Sibylle closes her eyes and arches her back, moaning loudly and Drakkar growls even louder.
«Oh yes! I love to see you so exposed, I like to see you tied so I can use you as I wish. I think I'm about to lose control, baby. Grrr!» he says with trembling voice.
She feels an incredible pleasure in being bound that way, but she also begins to feel a bit of pain between her legs due to that violent invasion.
«D — Drakkar, please... My poor pussy, please, you said you would treat me well...», she says in sobs of pleasure.
The man doesn't diminish the ardor of his thrusts, in fact, increases the intensity.
«Oww baby, you want me to stop, hmmm? You can't hold my thrusts? Your pussy is too tight for my huge cock?»
Sibylle moans hearing him talking like that. She likes when he is cruel. And he knows it. Drakkar takes her chin in his hand and — without stopping his passionate thrusts — he kisses her briefly several times, sticking his tongue into her mouth slightly open. He bends to bite her neck, making her gasp.
«Your warm pussy wants to swallow me, it doesn't want me to stop, I can feel it. But you can tell me to stop and I'll let you go, otherwise move your lovely body against me if you want my cock deeper.»
She moves against him and the man spanks her tights.
«Mmmm, I knew it. Good girl, you want it all inside you. That's my girl, take it, babe, take it all.» he tells her, making her moan and shake. «Yeah, that's it. What a good girl!»
He spanks her again and again and again... Sibylle closes her eyes and opens her mouth, articulating some incredibly sensual sounds in her throat. Drakkar is prey to the wildest pleasure. It happened again, that woman brought out the beast in him.
«What is it, baby, hmmm? You are going to get wet all over?»
He gets out of her just to penetrate her with his fingers, in that amazing way that only he can do. And he moves so furiously that Sibylle arches her
He is all inside her now moving gently until he feels her flesh becoming softer then his thrusts get more vigorous. In few minute he is pushing in her with force, beating energetically his groin against her delicate body. He supports better himself on his arms on each side of her head grabbing her breasts with both hands and bending down to suck them greedily. Sibylle emits those long stifled cries that he loves so much. Drakkar moves so vehemently that she must cling to his shoulders not to be pushed away from him! Now her head dangles off the edge of the bed and her exposed throat attracts his hand. He can't resist to hold it firmly, but in a safe way, continuing to push hard. He looks avidly at that lovely body that shakes at every thrusts; at that breast bouncing erotically; at that mouth whispering his name. He takes her by the waist and moves her in a more comfortable position: with the head on the pillow. Continuing to move, he takes the two pairs of handcuffs from his pocket and — in a few determinate moves — he traps her wrists to the headboard. Then grabs one of the veils of the canopy bed, a red veil, and rips it. He ties it quickly to her left thigh and folds the other end around the headboard, then he does the same thing with another red veil. Sibylle finds herself bound with her arms above her head and her legs fully spread, tied in a perfect way, with elegant knots. She looks at him and licks her lip voluptuously. Drakkar bends more over her starting to push harder, slapping her breasts.
«Yeah, move that beautiful ass of yours, babe! Make me come with that hot pussy!» he groans.
Sibylle closes her eyes and arches her back, moaning loudly and Drakkar growls even louder.
«Oh yes! I love to see you so exposed, I like to see you tied so I can use you as I wish. I think I'm about to lose control, baby. Grrr!» he says with trembling voice.
She feels an incredible pleasure in being bound that way, but she also begins to feel a bit of pain between her legs due to that violent invasion.
«D — Drakkar, please... My poor pussy, please, you said you would treat me well...», she says in sobs of pleasure.
The man doesn't diminish the ardor of his thrusts, in fact, increases the intensity.
«Oww baby, you want me to stop, hmmm? You can't hold my thrusts? Your pussy is too tight for my huge cock?»
Sibylle moans hearing him talking like that. She likes when he is cruel. And he knows it. Drakkar takes her chin in his hand and — without stopping his passionate thrusts — he kisses her briefly several times, sticking his tongue into her mouth slightly open. He bends to bite her neck, making her gasp.
«Your warm pussy wants to swallow me, it doesn't want me to stop, I can feel it. But you can tell me to stop and I'll let you go, otherwise move your lovely body against me if you want my cock deeper.»
She moves against him and the man spanks her tights.
«Mmmm, I knew it. Good girl, you want it all inside you. That's my girl, take it, babe, take it all.» he tells her, making her moan and shake. «Yeah, that's it. What a good girl!»
He spanks her again and again and again... Sibylle closes her eyes and opens her mouth, articulating some incredibly sensual sounds in her throat. Drakkar is prey to the wildest pleasure. It happened again, that woman brought out the beast in him.
«What is it, baby, hmmm? You are going to get wet all over?»
He gets out of her just to penetrate her with his fingers, in that amazing way that only he can do. And he moves so furiously that Sibylle arches her
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