A Leather Tryst In The Night (Part 2)

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A Leather Tryst In The Night (Part 2)As she went to sit down I could feel her smooth tight pussy sliding down my shaft & it felt fantastic. ‘Stop for a second’, I told her. ‘Go to my drawer & open it’, I demanded. ‘Are you serious? I’m halfway through fucking your dick & you want me to do what you tell me’. She tried to walk off but I grabbed her by the arm, looking at her sternly as she cowered slightly ‘I can return those boots as quickly as they were bought. Remember that’. ‘Please I love them’, she said back half crying, her naked back to me as her boots glistened in the light. Her long blonde hair flowing down to her ass. ‘I thought you wanted this’. I nodded ‘I do. Open my drawer. I won’t say it again’ She opened it & inside were a long shoulder length pair of black leather gloves. Her eyes expanded & became intoxicated by them. ‘Can I try them on?’ she said with both in hand. Not wasting a moment she got the gloves out & slid them down her toned arms. They went so high on her. ‘Oh my god’, she shouted in excitement. ‘Its naughty though right?’ She got on her hands & knees, crawling like a leather clad sex kitten ready to do anything. Her amasya escort leather clad hands ran their way up my legs slowly towards my rock hard cock & within seconds she had me in her mouth again. ‘That’s a good leather slut’ I told her. Her tongue lapped around my cock quickly & her lips locked around my girth. It was better than any d**g you could ask for. I wanted to cum so badly but this poor slut hadn’t earned her boots yet. On top of it, I was concerned we’d be stuck for time getting changed & then going into work. I wasn’t a ‘once a day guy’. If I was passionate, I wanted to fuck three times minimum. You choose your poison, mine is sex. She ran her hands around my balls & unbeknownst to me, I heard a squelching sound and the gloves were covered in spit from her mouth & cum from her pussy. ‘Do you want more? I don”t think you’ve made those boots your own yet’. Feisty was her middle name & Slut was her surname. I was sat in a leather chair & she decided she wanted to sit on my cock with her legs up on the chair. As she did this, her heels scratched my wall & I saw red ‘Oh you’re gonna pay for that’. ‘How?’ she laughed hysterically. escort amasya ‘I’m fucking your big dick’. She had no idea what happened before I stood up, her wrapped her sweaty leather booted legs around my back & I thrust my cock into her like no tomorrow. Her pussy was falling apart as the mere idea of not having to stop. She screamed. Over & over & over again. It was blissful. She was finally getting her just deserts & had no way of getting off my cock. Then I lifted her off midway through her scream with pleasure, threw her on the bed & thrust my cock inside her sweet petite asshole which was now well lubricated. ‘You dirty fucking bastard’ she screamed ‘NO! Don’t, please’, she begged but I knew secretly she wanted it. It was her first anal experience, I think. I slid all the way in & her scream was deafening. I put a belt in her mouth & made her bite down. I was claiming her ass all for myself. By now she was covered in sweat & her boots were stained with it. She wouldn’t be using the bench press at the gym overnight & instinctively she’d have to skip the gym now her ass was close to destroyed. I was slamming her ass so amasya escort bayan fucking hard & she was so fucking wet it was ridiculous. Her boobs glistened as I licked them, knowing this might be the first & only time. It was brief but sensual. Suddenly it happened right there, she came & moaned really loudly. Then almost instantly without thinking of the repercussions, I shot a massive load in her ass & my cock slowly decompressed. ‘Oh my fucking. Oh my fucking god. You bastard’. She felt her asshole shrivel up as I pulled out & watched all my cum drip out of her onto my floor. She was crouched on her booted heels as her pussy bubbled & a big ball of cum lay on the floor. ‘Clean up my floor’, I demanded of her. On all fours, she licked my cum off the wooden floor, lapping it up & enjoying every single bit. Her tongue did one last sweep of the floor before she looked at me. She had now unveiled her wild & sexual side to me. I had done the same. Only now we had a secret to conceal. We were no colleagues. We were lovers & capable of any kinkiness you could think of. ‘Now you’ve earned your boots, you still owe me the money’ I smirked at her grovelling for cum. ‘I’ll get that for you soon. I promise’, she replied with a touch of humiliation. I had her & she had me.We showered together & got ready for an evening of monotonous work but we knew things would never, ever be the same again.

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