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Do Not Move pt2


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The dress on the floor, my eyes looking over your body. The red hand mark now visable on your perfect buttock.

I bite your neck looking for that reaction, Do not move I whisper. I walk around taking in your perfume, our scent of play. I have watched you for weeks now I finally catch you. Deep in submissive thoughts and nervousness I unclip your bra. You fleshy breasts of a mother perfect to me, holding them as I cup them, kissing your nipples which look more like a volcano ready to erupt. You flinch, I smile. Crack a nice hand print on your breast. Do not move I whisper.

I move on to my knees, my breath penentratimg your lace panties, my exhaled air working its way in to you making love  to you. 

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