Her body of its own violition convulsed and pulsed this way and that. Knowing that she would soon be over-sensitized, he stopped messaging her vagina but proceeded to message her heaving tits and elongated nipples. Brutal This extended her highly intense orgasm for another half minute. She'd soaked her panties yet twice again; once from her vagainal excretions and once again from a small amount of urine. The combined sexual smells along with her smoke were deliciously becoming more pronouced in the room and if he liked it now, it would only get better from here. Coming down from her orgasm and taking another drag from her proferred cigarette, she though how lucky she was to have not any man, but just this man. He was her soul mate and husband of 18 years. Though they were childless, he'd been unfailingly doting, faithful, romantic, caring and kind. He too, like her, also had a very kinky side which they pursued to the fullest. He'd put himself through med school, helped her finish her finance degree and was everything good where she was not. She liked to discretely drink, smoke BDSM and indulge in very kinky sex. He was the opposite to a point. Being in the profession he was in, he rarely had more than a couple of light drinks, was conservative and reserved. He did have his fetishes which was her habits and kinkiness. He let her go as far as she wanted because he knew she never go too far, what he meant to her and what she meant to him. She loved all this about him and that he kept her in check within reason. She was his ying and he was her yang. He raised up the back of "medical" table that she was lying on and whispered in her ear, "How you doing babe?". As her torso was raised up with the table, her long blond hair fell across her face and down across her breasts. She squinted her eyes trying to focus as the blood momentarily rushed from her brain and took a moment to answer. "Fine, I guess." was Slave her answer. "Shall we continue?" "Oh absolutely but I need something to drink. My mouth is dry." He answered by turning on heel to the cabinetry behind him and the mini-frig underneath. She heard the tinkling of ice in a glass and the spoon that stirred the gin and orange flavored tonic he'd prepared for her. He tasted it himself and was pleased with his result. He approached her from behind and held the glass just above domination and forward of her head. He tipped it forward just enough to spill about a spoonful of the liquid unto her right breast. She jumped a little and raised her right hand to wipe it off. "Hey, what's the big deal?" "Just checking that your reflexs were nearly back to normal. Sorry dear." "That's ok, I know how concerned you've always been with me. I don't deserve you." Taking her hair from the back of her neck and balling it in his fist making her wince, he put his mouth nearly in her left ear japanese and softly said, "Never say that to me again." She felt her vagina gush as he said it. She knew just the right key phrases which stirred a pasion in him. When he reacted to them, it always illicited a sexual response from her. He let her hair go placed the glass gently at her lips. She palmed his hand in her's and pushed the drink forward and drank nearly half of it in a couple of sips. "Ah, just what I needed. In particular Pallus has had few interesting ideas. It was then that John walked into the room and looked at the two cute girls and got to thinking about yesterday. Her passion hummed about the tip of my dick. They feel rougher than Slave she expected. I sank right in and was essentially jammed as my knees came up to my chest. japanese Otherwise, I think I'll regret it forever. Their pleasure was unworldly, and their bodies burned BDSM with heat as they continued to indulge in the taboo act of sibling love making. Keep going.” “If you still want to do this we can start now,” I Brutal said. “You’ve known?” After a pause, she shoved a little back toward my cock. I could feel her body shake and her heartbeat rising as I lay my hands all over her steaming hot body. I started to kiss my way down her body and as I got to the edge of her panties, I pulled at them. She also was on the brink of orgasmic pleasure domination and desired release.