Savage
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Vocal Characteristics
Language
EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
British (General) Indian (Hinglish)Transcript
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Yeah, I could play with any king I wanted right now romans days, judging by the items in his death. We're far more diverse than I could have possibly imagined. But right now, after all, we've been through now that I understood, roman, hendrick was no dome that he wanted to play every role there was in the book. Only one Item felt right. I grabbed one leather globe off the wall and slid it on to my hand and then I turned to look at him, standing there defenseless. Take off your clothes. I commanded norman did as he was told as I slid off as boxes. I, I'd as beautiful **** I saw wanted it in my mouth right now but that would be giving him too much pleasure. He didn't deserve it. Leave your hands by your side, I said, approaching him. No matter what we do, don't move. He nodded, john clenched ice white. The ceo village. It was a sight to behold. Then I wrapped my globe hand around his testicles and squeezed hard. He groaned in pain, shutting his eyes. But his **** grew longer liking it ever so much did I say You could make a noise? I asked. Now, he gasped. I let go of his balls suddenly, allowing them to swing loose. And he breathed with relief. Yeah, but before it could become too relaxed, I slapped the Skok with my gloved hand. It worked against us. Today. Ramen greeted estate. But he was smiling. You enjoy it, don't you? I asked. Being punished, being told what to do. Yes, he said. What if I ordered you to dominate me? I asked, walking in a circle around him, sliding my finger from the tip of his **** down to the base and around this leg to the cries of his ***. He shivered with delight. What if I commanded you to **** me without abandoned, Do you? I would have no choice, he said so, I said, And his eyes flashed with an insanity resolved one. Leave for the most sexual animals in the world. I pointed to an old wooden bench with a sad, I want you to tie me to that bench right now. Yes, he said, Don't be gentle about it. He roughly crab my hands and pulled me to the bench, throwing me down. Without so much as a warning, he began to tie my hands tight. The sudden violence of it made me gasp with delight. Is this what I wanted all along to play both roles? To be doctoral and tortured? My body was screaming. Yes, spread my legs. I said with gasp. He did as he was told, slap my ***. He reached for the weather globe still on my hand. I pulled it away from him. No, I said with your bread hand. It was snowing. I know that's what I want. I heard him laugh, kind of pleasure. And then a moment later, black and lunged forward, face slamming into a cool letter of the saddle, gasping. The slap wasn't loud, but sheer pain of it was unlike anything I'd ever experienced. This was no ordinary fun little slap on the ***. This was the kind of slap that would leave bruises. It began to caress the spot he had just left, but I didn't want to comfort right now again. I put it through my rack. I gasped in pain and pleasure, and everything in between. He began to carry us again and I mooned needing more than this and there lick my ****. He did as he was told, adding the stunk into the mix. He slept, you massaged! He licked over and over again. My legs had gone numb, as if they weren't attached to my body, as if the only feeling in the world was reserved for where a roman hit me and get ****** me and let me. Is it good roman asked, after letting me his hot breath on my car. No questions, so no more orders. **** me a second later, I felt as full man will plunge inside me and I knew I would never be able to recover from sex this good again.
Tags
Flirt, Attitude, Bossy, Natural, British (General), Indian (Hinglish)