For more bondage and S and M fiction for free go to my new site: http://www.kinkstop.com Friendly By Rhetoric Erin waited for Rhonda to arrive while she cut fresh fruit for their luncheon. The two women had been having lunch together for the fifteen years their kids had been playing together and dating. They were close friends who had seen each other through a lot and their Tuesday afternoon lunches were the real high point of their week. If a new dress had been purchased it was displayed there first. If a new bit of news and gossip was obtained it was communicated over Rhonda's kitchen table or on Erin's patio. So it was with a smile on Rhonda's thick red lips that she prepared the oranges and apples and set them on her table. Her jet black hair covered her high regal cheekbones as she bent forward. She often wore her hair loose. It flowed like a dark mysterious river down he shapely back. Rhonda loved lunching with Erin for another reason as well; she was an excellent cook. Italian food was her specialty and she loved eating it as well. Rhonda's 125 pound frame was skinny without having the qualities of a waif. Her high proud breasts pointed straight out and a bit up over her flat hard belly and she often smiled as younger girls looked at her beauty with obvious envy when she went to her local gym. As she ran her hand, sticky with orange juice over that very same belly Rhonda thought that it had been a while since she had pleasured herself. She usually made a point to do so at least once every few days, but things had gotten busy at work and at home she often fell asleep in front of her computer doing work on one or another spreadsheets. As the juice from the innocent inert orange ran down her belly she felt a twinge between her legs that reminded her she was being remiss in her attentions to her body. She looked at her watch and thought that she might have just enough time. Lying on the cold kitchen floor Rhonda stripped off her panties. This was all she was wearing as she usually dressed right before Erin came over. She took a half of an orange and squeezed its juices out over her belly. They lightly sprinkled her and caused her to wriggle and sigh. Rhonda rubbed the juices in to her skin and continued squeezing the orange as she moved her hand down her body so that it hovered over her vagina. As the first drops of orange juice pelted Rhonda's labia she felt a shock go straight to her clitoris. She put her finger deep into the flesh of the orange penetrating it and slicking it up. Then she tapped her clit slowly, laying the flat of her bedewed forefinger upon it for two seconds before sliding it up and off. As Rhonda played with her clit she began to feel the orange juice stream down her vagina and mingle with her own juices. She rolled her hips and dipped two fingers into her to lube her entire vagina. She fucked herself steadily and slowly and tried to hurry her orgasm because she knew that Erin would be arriving soon. Both had keys to each other's houses and often let themselves in. as Rhonda thought about this she thought about Erin more intimately. Lately Erin had been looking especially beautiful herself. She had recently gotten divorced from her husband and instead of withering like many women she had blossomed. She looked very different than Rhonda. Where Rhonda was petite and lithe Erin was curved and buxom. Erin's smallish waist spread out to her large firm breasts and her big firm muscular posterior. Men looked at Erin and saw a fantasy playground where they might achieve their greatest desires. Rhonda was thinking of Erin's body as she felt her orgasm mount. She had often seen it naked on shopping expeditions and in swimming pool locker rooms but as she did not know how Erin felt, she kept her desire to touch her friend to herself. Now, however, in her own mind it was Erin's fingers in her probing her desires and it was Erin's tiny fist squeezing the orange out over her. Faster and faster Rhonda fucked her pussy as her sweet scented juices eased her finger's way inside. She put the spent orange over her clit and used the thick distended nub like a juice squeezer. Just as her orgasm hit the door opened. A voice shouting happily from the house's entranceway, "Hi, kiddo. I know I'm early but I just had to show you this new dress I bought and . . ." Erin stopped speechless as she saw what Rhonda was doing to herself on the kitchen floor. Seconds passed and became a minute, then two. Rhonda was past the point of no return and her orgasm had taken her over. She opened her eyes as she peaked and stared steamily directly into Erin's blue eyes. Rhonda's orgasm subsided and as she jerked quietly on the floor Erin bent down and picked her up. Erin used her strong arms honed at the gym into sculpted works of art to sit Rhonda up and ease her to a kitchen chair. Then Erin took a damp kitchen towel and cleaned her friend as she knelt in front of her. Silence permeated the room and every now and then Erin's gaze would meet Rhonda's. Sparks flew between them. The tangible bursts of hot energy moistened both of them. As Erin moistened Rhonda's pussy with the wash cloth Rhonda began to respond to her fingers and the rough cotton of the cloth rubbing her clit and labia. "Did you forget you had left the front door open, baby? Erin asked softly as she felt her heart beat in her throat. "Did you really just happen to arrive early, Erin? Oooohhmmmm. That feels good." Erin smiled and staring steadily into Rhonda's brown eyes she bent her head and dragged her tongue gently across Rhonda's pussy from the bottom of her vulva to just under her clitoris. After she licked and sucked Rhonda's labia for a moment she drilled her tongue expertly with Rhonda's pussy walls luxuriating in Rhonda's moans and gasps. Stopping for a moment Erin pulled back and while continuing to frig Rhonda she said, "The kids are off at college and there are no husbands around that I can see, Rhonda. I've seen you looking at me in a more than sisterly way a lot recently. Do you want to act on it or shall we drink tea and talk about shopping and pasta recipes? "Oh, Erin. I've wanted so much to tell you I want . . ." and here her words failed her because she did not know what she wanted or how to get it. Rhonda smiled and watched as her best friend blushed and looked away. She took her by the chin and turning her face planted a soft warm kiss on her lips. The two women hugged and kissed. At first their lips only slightly parted. Then as they began rubbing against each other Erin felt Rhonda's tongue slip between her lips and slide along her teeth. Erin smiled and opened her mouth accepting Rhonda's searching tongue. She let it come into her as it darted gently here and there. Erin teased it with her own tongue drawing it farther into her mouth. Then as if springing an elegant trap Erin closed her lips around Rhonda's tongue and sucked it. At first she sucked gently and Rhonda twisted in her chair helplessly as her hands gripped the armrests. Then as Erin's suction increased Rhonda felt her clit ache and load moans half escaped Erin's hold over her mouth. "That's what you've wanted f or a long time. Isn't it, hon? Well I am going to give it to you and more." Taking Rhonda's hands Erin led her to the master bedroom. There she threw the covers aside exposing the white sheets and laid Rhonda out on the bed. Honda felt exposed on the white fitted sheet and only began to feel less nervous as Erin began to undress in front of her. Erin removed her blouse displaying her enormous breasts. The two women often joked about them in clothing stores as they made Erin hard to fit, but no one was joking now. Now Erin was watching as Rhonda stared at her breasts. A bit of drool escaped Rhonda's lips as she watched Erin lift her tits up and massage them through the heavy fabric that alone could hold them. In one fluid motion Erin put her hand behind her back, unclasped her bra and whipped it off her body. Her breasts pointed straight out from her delicately muscled stomach and her nipples pointed up at an angle. They were firm and had a slight bounce to them which caused Rhonda to become even more wet than she was before. Instead of removing her black skirt Erin went directly to Rhonda and kissed her deeply again and again. Their tongues mingled and swam over each other as the sat close in the center of the large bed. Erin pressed her mouth to Rhonda's ear. "Do you want to play with me little girl?" Erin smiled as she watched Rhonda's mixed reaction. It looked like apprehension mixed with desire and a touch of naughtiness. "If you want to play with me then you've got to play by my rules." Rhonda knew that Erin was into some kinky things, but had never heard her say much about it except for the odd sly comment. This was the first time she had heard of rules in bed and it made her insides do flip flops. "First for the time we are together you must do exactly as I say. No questions asked. Second if you want to stop then you must say the word "sanctuary" and I will stop what I am doing. If you say this, though we will completely stop and go back to the kitchen to have our lunch. "Erin raised up on her knees towering over Rhonda now. "You are either in or you are out. I will warn you there may be pain involved but it won't be horrible and you won't be permanently harmed. There will be pleasure as well. So my pretty friend, do you still want to play?" It was then that Rhonda noticed for the first time what must have been a fairly new tattoo on Erin's left shoulder blade. It looked like a circle divided into three parts. It looked to her like a rough jagged yin and yang design. It filled Rhonda with a sense of foreboding. Rhonda's heart was racing and her throat was bone dry. She felt the power of her friend coming off her like heat waves off summer sun heated pavement. Although she could not speak she nodded firmly her assent. "Good little girl. Now come here and get on your hands and knees." Rhonda was slow to react to Erin's command and jumped when she felt the slap of Erin's hand on her ass. The pain shocked her into movement and in less time than it took to think about Rhonda was on all fours in the center of the bed waiting for Erin to do with her as she wished. Rhonda was positioned with her face down low on the bed and her ass way up high. Erin smiled and searched around Rhonda's room until she found what she was looking for. "Ah yes, your leather braided belt with the leather fringe. I've always watched you wearing this and have thought about how it would look a bit closer to your skin." Erin walked around Rhonda's body so that she was behind her. She slipped the dark leather between Rhonda's legs and puling on one end and then the other she rubbed the abraded leather all over the inside of Rhonda's soft white thighs. Rhonda moaned and her hips swayed in the air as the leather belt traveled back and forth over her. Erin slapped her ass hard twice on each cheek and asked, "Did I give you permission to move, little girl?" Rhonda's heart leaped and she wondered which answer that she could give would bring her pain and which would bring pleasure. For more bondage and S and M fiction for free go to my new site: http://www.kinkstop.com "N . . . n . . . n . . . no." she stammered and waited for Erin's rubbings to continue. What she received was the belt cracking on her ass as it left pain, then warmth and a telltale red mark on her. She yelped out but did not move except for a flinch and then Erin hit her again with the belt. "You will refer to me as Ma'am or Mistress. Do you understand?" Rhonda felt the heat of her whippings travel down towards her pussy like chocolate sauce poured down her ass. It caused her to drip onto the bed. "Yes, Mistress!" Rhonda wished she could touch her throbbing clit, but knew that even to ask for permission would invite more of the belt. She stayed in her position like an obedient animal waiting for whatever Erin's pleasure held in store for her. Erin sat down on the bed next to her and lightly stroked he body. She let her hands roam over Rhonda's flesh as if it were an object inert and unable to provide sensation for Rhonda. She poked, prodded, slapped and tickled her spanking Rhonda every time she spoke or moved. "I know you have a little toy box in this room, little girl. I know it because you've told me, haven't you?" Rhonda did not know if the question was rhetorical or not and as she grew more nervous trying to decide whether she was supposed to answer the belt flew across her ass and back. "If I ask you a question you must answer me, pussy cat. If you don't answer me you will be corrected. Now answer my question." Rhonda had forgotten her question and was so scared at what her punishment might be for that she simply swooned. Rhonda came back to reality to the feeling of her own dress belt in Erin's hands striping her ass repeatedly. Each strike caused a flash of pain which spread into a wave of pleasure like a tsunami that begins small in the middle of the ocean and increases in size until reaching the beach it is monstrous and unyielding. Between strokes of the belt Erin spoke through heavily exhaled breaths. "My question, you disobedient little pussy cat was whether you told me if you have a little toy box in this room. When I am finished whipping you for not concentrating enough on my questions then you shall answer me." Once again the belt came down hard on Rhonda. At once her mind flashed on a memory of Erin's face as she saw her earlier that day laughing at one of her jokes. The two were the closest of friends and often helped each other through difficult times. They loved each other like sisters. This made it all the more difficult for Rhonda to think about how cruel her best friend was being and how much she was enjoying it. Whack! The belt's frayed stands nipped at Rhonda and made her skin sing. They pushed her senses as far as they could go and she felt her nipples extend and stiffen almost painfully. Rhonda's back and ass were on fire as the belt moved to her legs and what was between them. The whipping began slowly moving up Rhonda's knees to her cunt and as she felt it inch forward incrementally, one strike layering over the last, Rhonda prayed. She trembled as her prayers ran through her head and the stinging smoothed over her thighs. She prayed the belt would hurt her cunt. Erin somehow knew that this was what Rhonda wanted and just as she brought the belt slapping and singing to the very edges of Rhonda's cunt lips she stopped abruptly. Then Erin took the belt and doubled it up and put it right in front of Rhonda's nose. "Now, pussy cat, have you told me you have a little toy box here?" Erin stood over her just out of her sight and waited. "Yes, Mistress." "Good, then where is it?" Erin looked around ready to spring on Rhonda if she wavered in her obedience. "It's under my bed, Mistress, near my nightstand." Erin smiled and patted Rhonda's ass. Then bending over, she retrieved a plastic bad filled with adult sex toys and emptied the bag on the bed in front of Rhonda's nose. She blushed as the items were strewn about. She never thought that anyone would see them. "What is this, pussy cat?" Rhonda saw Erin's hand clasp a vibrator and she said, "it's my vibrator, Mistress." Earlier last week the two had joked about how much they both loved their vibes. Here and now, though there was precious little humor in the situation and both women felt their throats dry and their pulse audible. Erin leaned forward on the bed and held up a flesh tone cylinder. "Is this your little dildo, pussy cat?" Erin felt a drop of cream begin to run down her left thigh. "Yes, Mistress." Erin pushed it right under Rhonda's nose. "What do you do with this little toy?" Erin then shifted on the bed so that Rhonda could see up her skirt and smell her hot pussy. "I put it in my cunt, Mistress." The words barely left her mouth when Erin took the dildo and shoved it deep into Rhonda's open mouth. "That's it. Suck it clean. I need your pussy juice cleaned off it and I want it lubed well before I jam it in my cunt." Erin began fucking Rhonda's helpless mouth and cooing to her as a mother to a baby. Rhonda's gurgles and drooling around the thick rubber cock were fairly infantile and served to further embarrass her and therefore stoke the heat that was ever building between her legs. "Yes, good little girl. Suck on your little lollypop for Mamma. Yes slurp it up and I'll give you a reward." Just the thought of a reward was enough to make Rhonda begin washing the cock as thoroughly as she could. She ran her agile tongue all around it and slid it over every faux vein and raised pleasure bump. By the time she was finished the cock was wet and slippery, but only with her saliva and the taste of herself lingered on her lips. Erin picked up another object from the largely latex pile and showed it to her cock sucking friend. "What is this dear? Hmmmm? Oh I forgot you can't talk with your mouth full. Well, this is your reward, a good firm butt plug stuffed in your ass." Rhonda whimpered as she had been hoping for her pussy to be touched if only to be punished. She realized, however, that this was not to be. Erin continued to fuck her mouth and taunt her. "I know, I know, but you don't have to thank me now. Thank me later after I use you for all you are worth." Erin jammed the cock deep into Rhonda's mouth with a warning that she better keep sucking it. Then she brought the plug around to Rhonda's exposed spread ass. She slowly dipped the plug in her sopping wet pussy fucking herself with it. Erin could hear the sticky sloshing sounds and moaned despite herself. Then she moaned louder as she felt the thin end of the plug tickle her asshole. It was wet and slippery and Rhonda's asshole puckered and unpuckered as the plug rode over the wrinkles in her sphincter. Then with n warning at all the plug pushed deep into Rhonda making her grunt and gasp. Erin bent under her and blew hot and cold on Rhonda's pussy. It caused Rhonda to shiver and her hole opened and closed convulsively. Every time it opened Erin push more of the fat plug inside until it was almost entirely home. "Ooooooh, pussycat! You are such a good little girl. You look hot with this plug in your ass. I never knew you were such an accomplished sub. I might just spread it around the PTA that you are available for parties. We might make some money together. There are plenty of suburban couples looking to get their rocks off watching some nice kink." As Erin continued her verbal lashing at her friend Rhonda's moans became one long continuous moan and she resisted the urge to fuck her ass plug with all of her might. Then, as if a light had been turned on illuminating a part of herself she had never known existed, the plug went deep inside to be held in place by Rhonda's squeezing sphincter and Rhonda knew that she was her best friend's total and complete sexual slave. "That's it, my little cock sucker. You feel all filled up now, don't you?" Rhonda moaned "Yes" as best she could. "Mmmmmmmmmmmm." It was a trailing pitiful moan that betrayed the submissive sensations within her. "Well now that you have had some cock, pussy cat, it's time you have had some pussy." Erin took the belt and tied it in such a way that it held the plug securely inside Rhonda's ass while leaving her pussy fully exposed. Then she moved in front of her and lifted up her skirt with one hand hefting her breasts with the other. "You see, pussy cat? Look at all this lovely cream I have for you. I want you to make me feel good and then I might let you touch yourself. Now I am going to fuck that cock in your mouth and you are going to lick up my cream. Be a good little pussy and you will get a reward. Be a bad little pussy and we will have a bigger plug in you and a whipping." For more bondage and S and M fiction for free go to my new site: http://www.kinkstop.com Rhonda made no sound except for her sucking noises and her heavy breathing. Erin eased forward on her hands and feet, her ass slid on the bed towards the cock in Rhonda's mouth. Rhonda clamped down on the cock with her teeth and helped Erin force it into her cunt. "Ooooooooooh. Yeeeeesssssss! What a nice pussy cat you are. Fuck me good and deep and lick me." Rhonda was so pleased at being told she was a good little pussy cat that she began to sing deep inside her and really wanted to please her friend; her Mistress. She set to fucking Erin as fast as she could with her bobbing head. The thick cock slipped in and out of Erin as she tapped her clit. Occasionally Erin would circle her ass and grip the cock with her cunt muscles fighting a small tug of war with Rhonda's mouth. Rhonda always won, though and the dildo slide in and out of Erin's clutching pussy spreading her cream all over her puffy red lips and tight steamy hole. "Mmmmmmmm. That's it. Yes! Oh fuck my cunt good. Yeeeeessss!" Erin eased back flat on the bed and thrust her hips up rhythmically timed to Rhonda's strokes. Rhonda looked like a combination between a strange animal with too many sex organs and a hungry methodical frenzied oil rig drilling for white milky cream instead of black viscous oil. Slamming the cock inside Rhonda's gripping pussy Rhonda felt the plug rub her insides and fill her ass. She also felt her cream oozing down over her lips as it coated them completely. Erin's head thrashed from side to side as she neared her orgasm. Her hand busily worked her clit rubbing it in a counterclockwise circle. Then her orgasm came and she squirted cream all over Rhonda's cock filled face. Rhonda was lost in the taste of her and stopped fucking to lick Erin all over her lips and clit. Rhonda screamed and spread her arms wide grabbing the bed sheet. Then as her climax peaked she squeezed her mammoth tits tightly making flesh press out from between her fingers. "Uuuuuuuuunnnnnh! Oooooooooh Baby! Pussy Caaaaaaaat! Yes lick that cliiiit!" And then a great upheaval shook her to her core and she trembled silently all over as she curled up tightly. With one last gasp, Erin collapsed back onto the bed and languidly stroked Rhonda's cheek as her head rested on Erin's thigh. "Very nice pet. Now it's your turn" Erin leaped off the bed, her big tits bouncing saucily and took a giant cock from her Rhonda's collection and rummaged through her closets for the loosest pair of shorts she could find. Then she took off her skirt and slid Rhonda's shorts over her shapely ass. The shorts were skin tight on Erin as her tear drop shaped ass filled them completely. They were very short as well and barely covered Erin's sexy ass. Erin's tits remained free and moved extensions of her sexual power. She looked down at them and kissed them. Erin took the shorts and unzipped them and slid the flared end of the cock into her open fly. Then she positioned it just right and closed the zipper to hold it in place. As she looked in the mirror she struck herself as the perfect embodiment of all things sexual. Her large firm breasts, her tight waist and her shapely ass were all woman and the thick, black cock was a bold contrast that made her clit sing as it rubbed against the canvas of Rhonda's shorts. Rhonda was drifting off into a sexual reverie when she felt Erin's hands on her hips. Rhonda's slim sexy hips tapered up into a wasp waist that drove men crazy. They were now doing the same for Erin. She pressed the springy flesh of Rhonda's buttocks and smoothed her hands up and down Rhonda's thighs. Then she moved back up to Rhonda's hips and clamped down on them almost painfully. The cock was pressing against Rhonda's cunt hole and Erin hesitated before pressing it in past her vaginal sphincter. "Do you want me to fuck you, pussy cat? Hmmm?" Rhonda whimpered and raised her ass slightly to meet the rubber phallus that was pressing into her. She hungered for the insertion and felt her cunt opening and closing like the iris of an eye continuously exposed to bright light and shadows. "Please, Mistress. Please." Erin's reply was in the form of a long slow sinking penetration of Rhonda's cunt. As the cock sank into her Rhonda felt impaled upon it and opened up like an orchid. Her pink woman's wound was pierced by her Dominatrix and she struggled to get it all into her. The dildo seemed to go on forever and both women were completely surprised when the rough canvas of Erin's shorts rubbed right up against the velvety softness of Rhonda's pussy. "Mmmmm, what would your coworkers think of you now, Princess? I know you like to walk around like a good little girl. Sugar wouldn't melt in your mouth would it? Well now that you've had my cock in your mouth and ass and pussy we know that you really are a very bad little girl and bad little girls have to pay." Before Rhonda could wonder at Erin's words she felt her withdraw and slam back into her. Erin giggled at the discomfort she was putting her friend through. Indeed the big cock was pushing against the big plug in Rhonda's ass on it's way to bumping her cervix. Rhonda began howling and tried to get away, but her much stronger friend was completely in control and slapped and pinched her ass until she gave up trying to escape. "Be a good little girl and let Mama rape you nicely," Erin cooed. Then she set again to pound away at Rhonda's slit delighting in her howls and moans. As the thrusting continued Erin got into a rhythm and saw her reflection in the dressing mirror. She was an American goddess and filled with a sexual force that was channeled through the cock she was pounding into the hole in front of her. Rhonda was her vessel to be filled and her nymphette's body was youth and innocence perverted as she found the pain in her cunt transform bit by bit into indescribable pleasure. Rhonda found that Erin's cock fucking her was hitting her in some very sensitive spots. Every time it would poke exactly right there, for instance a fresh flood of cream would ooze out over Erin's cock soaking the thighs of both women. A gasp and a shudder would also affect Rhonda causing her to more tightly grip the shaft with her cunt muscles. As these gasps and shudders were more and more accompanied by moans Rhonda began moving back onto her friend like a stabbing victim drawing herself onto her attacker's knife. "Play with your clitty, pussy cat. I want you to meow for Mama." Rhonda took a vibrator from in front of her and twisted the bullet until it began humming. Rhonda had used it so much that even the sound of it made her pussy wet. She pressed the pink bullet shaped vibe to her clit with one hand as she pulled her lips up with the other. She looked like a woman lifting her skirts to show her legs. What she was showing, however was a big red ruby of a clit, swollen with blood and sensitive as a nuclear secret. "Mmmmmmooooooh! Mistress fuck me harder, please!" Rhonda screamed as the combination of the vibrations and the two invaders in her body brought her quickly to the onset of her orgasm. "Please hurt me with that cock! Ooooooooohhhhhhh!" Erin smiled and gripped her sexy little friend hard. She began using her as a man uses a jack off toy. Erin closed her eyes and began dancing to the music Rhonda was making with her mouth. It was a seductive dance punctuated be fierce thrusting movements of her hips. Erin flew her hands up into the air like a belly dancer and swung her head wildly as she played porno films on the insides of her closed eyelids. The entire time Rhonda was singing a wordless tune that refused to be anything other than exquisite. It was more than music and lighter than air and told of ages of lust and need buried deep within the human soul. As Rhonda's song peaked along with her climax she gripped the cock in her pussy and the plug in her ass with new found strength and timed her backward lunges to meet the forward thrust of her dancing oblivious friend. There was a new pain as Erin's hands raked her back with their red fingernails but the pain only highlighted pleasure light a black velvet cloth offsetting a brilliant diamond. As Erin heard Rhonda's screams change in pitch and felt it infinitesimally harder to push the cock in and pull it out of Rhonda's screaming cunt she grabbed Rhonda's plug and in time with the thrusts of her hips she began to fuck Rhonda's ass with the lubed behemoth. Rhonda felt her floodgates open almost noiselessly and then as with any great explosion the blast hit her hard and rocked her so that her song became a series of screams and pleadings. As she felt her asshole being systematically sodomized by her friend and Dominatrix she could not help but force herself back upon said friend. She madly forced both implements into her cunt and asshole deeply so that the dildo and the but plug would meet inside her like lovers separated by a thin curtain; a thin curtain composed entirely of the flesh of Rhonda, herself. It drove her insane with lust as the vibe carried her to heights she had never before dreamt of. Finally, shrieking and spent, she collapsed forward on the bed. Rhonda's pussy still fucked an imagined cock and her asshole gripped the plug from its last insertion as she lay panting and gasping unable to move. Erin took off her shorts and removed Rhonda's plug slowly. It eased out and Rhonda wriggled sensuously. Erin lay down behind her in the spoon position mashing her tits against her and kissing her back with soft languid kisses. "How was that honey? Did I do good?" Rhonda sighed contentedly and said, "Yes, baby. You did best." Erin smiled at hearing that and pressed even closer to her friend as both women fell into a deep untroubled sleep. The two women lay like that for two hours as the sun sank low and it's rays floated along the floor and over their bodies suffusing them with a rich heavenly glow. They felt the warmth and both rolled over on their backs spreading their arms like angels' wings. For more bondage and S and M fiction for free go to my new site: http://www.kinkstop.com
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