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JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 ext. 262

The scented candles are lit and filling the air with fragrance of honey and sandalwood. I lie back sensuously in the bubbles and try to make water wash away all the bad memories I have of this day, of yesterday and my fears for tomorrow. My husband is gone on another one of his endless business trips and I am left alone again. I sip white wine and listen to old jazz and languidly trace my fingers over my breasts and then slowly I make my way down to my pussy. I rub my pearl and just as I am going to have orgasm, I stick my fingers deep inside and moaning, I think of that boy, that boy at the restaurant, that boy  none of my “friends” ever look at because he is just waiter and nobody in my circle ever look at waiters.

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JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 ext. 262

“You have been a very bad boy today, haven’t you? No, do not bother to deny it. I saw you with that stupid little girl outside your office. I saw you embrace her. I knew just what you were thinking slut. Tell me, did your cock get hard?”

You cannot answer me. You can barely breathe. You are tied to my four poster bed. I tricked you, didn’t I? I played it off beautifully, of course. We drank champagne before the fireplace and I laughed and smiled and giggled even, like a fool. Like that stupid little girl. When I brought out the handcuffs, you thought we would just be having a little kinky fun but I tied you up tight so you could not move and then I mounted you. And with each of my savage words, I pound my wet pussy down upon your cock violently, that cock that is traitor for it is hard like granite even as I hurl my vicious words and smack you across your face with my open palm sending shards of pain through your body. You moan deep in your throat.

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