I grabbed a pillow, pulled Stacey’s head off the stand, and put it underneath her. I was going down her throat almost each time and each time she pulled back she made a point of trying to milk me with her tongue. Sex She was bobbing up and down, and then suddenly stopped, when I was at the apex. Stacey liked that her Dom let her collect herself before standing her up. Her panting were near shrieks. She groaned so I added “Is you plan to fuck me into a heart attack and leave me for dead in the shower?” I asked deadpan. She yelped, but continued to moan. Her Dom was delivering the pain for sure. “Yes pet, I understand… Are you OK?” I said as I reached underneath and began to knead her breasts, and tweak her nipples.
