Thursday, December 27, 2012

Domme`s Desire (Pleasure`s Pen)

"My heart in your hands, will you love me?" She solidly inquiries while looking into his dark eyes as she searches for his reply to the fact that he has been flirting with her all evening. "You said to sleep with me and see if you have a heart. Yet, I wonder if you are capable of having my heart in your hands."

He instantly chuckles as he plays a fingertip in caress under the chin to bring her eyes sharply more focusing unto his own. ”Oh, sexy Lil speed demon, I am not looking for your love. I only wish to test drive you for the night.”

She knows that he isn’t seeking her heart but she wishes all the cards on the table for this Lil race around the track of lust. She prefers lust to love. It is less complex and more interesting in creamy ways. This she does smile of as she thinks of it. She deeply enjoys cream. She adores devouring her own and possibly will enjoy his. So next steps for them can and may move along faster but still a bit more tease doesn’t hurt to juice up things. So she leans forward whips her tongue across his lips and sassily states “This ride is too wild for an old broken Chevy like you.”

As that comes speedily to his ears it rests there uneasily bringing a grimace but it swiftly is being given chase by a loud chuckle that is full of amusement. “I wouldn’t call you a Ferrari honey, but you are worth allowing a ride and worth riding. “

With that, she lets it settle into her sense but it takes less than a minute to become uncomfortable. Thus, she instantly takes to standing her full five foot three height. She looks down at him with a cold glare to then reply. ‘Then fare thee well. I have additional interests other than a broken old Chevy of a man.”

“Temperamental little tart, you are beautiful.” He shoots back as she walks away. He watches her for she doesn’t stop while she does, however, choose to toss those long blond tresses over those femininely string bare shoulders to show defiance within ignoring. That has him continue with, “You need taming. I can do it or you may find an easy fuck somewhere in the wannabe studs that await you here at the party.”

She crosses the threshold of the archway leading into the living room where the sex party is winding down. She walks in as the hostess states Arabella it's your turn to choose from the chest. Pick a key darling then take your playmate down to the dungeon for your play time. You won the right to the central dungeon.

“Yes, Lucy. I know whom that I want as my playmate in your best dungeon too.” Response Arabella within smiling as she instantly is reaching into the wooden chest to feel her fingers over the keys. Feeling each metallic house key until she feels an engraved ‘A’ prominently guiding her to what she wants. Then she instantly lays her those blue eyes upon the cute brunette who stands against the pillar post of the archway.

Arabella pulls the key out to then pass it to Lucy as Arabella immediately begins making strides to possess her wife. In doing so Lucy reads the little white tag attaching to it. “Emily Regency is to be Arabella’s ‘submissive’ for the weekend in my prime dungeon. "

The group of twenty or so BDSM practitioners watches as Arabella walks over to Emily. Upon coming in close she leans into almost kiss Emily’s lips, yet she whispers. ”None other may have you or me. I won't allow it.” Then she plays a loving kiss to her girl`s lips.

With all members watching Arabella turns to the crowd to declare, “We have a busy weekend. Those of you wishing to watch the play may but there will be no sharing. I possess this woman.“

Monday, December 24, 2012

Candy Girl

My ‘candy girl’ is sweet within all her sexy. Her platinum blond threads of hair are feathering out in beautiful array creating tickling on my tummy as she kisses my lips. My lower lips as these are longing to feel her teasing. Oh, do tease those womanly lips into bliss. Play your soft upper lips in vibration over the skin until my clit quakes into being fully hard. It is stiff, wet and hot within need as your tongue slips straight up the center of those folds creating intense gaspings to slip upper lips I sing out a symphony of moaning cries.

Her hands move artfully over my taut tummy to my strong hips to be pressing and pushing my pussy to her lips as my own forms cum. Sweet cum that needs to be more. More of the sweet treat of cream that she so easily creates to flow from deep within my heated canal of lust. Her lips are moving in slow sensual tease as her tongue whips along to heat my desire to feed her my juices.

Deep and even more within my naughty pussy to tickle the flesh of wet that grows hotter within tightness. Every cell is pulsating of the sensations that tingle into an erotic euphoria. Every pleasure of me is succumbing to knowing that cream is building into wishing release as each contraction comes compounded. One on top of the other, then growing in need the tease simply flows out in of my lover. Flowing into intense throttling by her tongue and fingers within my taut naughty treat. She has a need to press in deeper, and deeper still to make my moaning cries turn to scream of intense pleasure.

Then in soft playful motions, her hands push my pussy lips more into her to momentarily take her own breath as she devours my lower lips. In doing so she encompasses them fully to bury her tongue within them in teasing my canal as her thumb tickles my clit. Just then as my squirming and rocking into the pleasure gets to its true high she stops to then breath on my moist lower lips. In doing so the feathery wisp of cooler air on my clit brings forth the raging squirting shower of my hot cum is releasing upon her nude breasts that lay on display between my thighs.

Oh yes, indeed she is my candy girl. She likes my sweet treat. She likes licking it, enjoys teasing it with the moist tip of her firm tongue and she loves to make sure she tastes the creamy center. The candy girl makes me be her sweet treat, and I am her candy. It is yummy, especially our delicious cum filled kisses that arrive after her teasing my sweet treat.

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Dream Inc

“Your soul is mine, you are mine and you will kneel before me ‘my pet’, you are my prize. You will pay this price that I ask. Pay the price for having dared break the contract that has been betwixt we two.“ He states cracking the whip to snap the floor beside where her right knee is as she kneels in obedience to all that he wishes.

Deliana simply lowers her head in submission to Robert`s will. She is a strong dominant woman, a spirited fighter of all that is justice, and a powerful woman in all her quarters. True this is Deliana Nightwind. Yet, on this night, there is not daring to look up. There is no fight coming from within her. There is no protest and definitely not an ounce of fearlessness. For fear, she is succumbing to. She does so in the cause for the lovely Rayne. Deliana on this night kneels so that Rayne is to not be feeling this man's filthy touch so that Rayne is not knowing this brute`s ways. No, Rayne is not to be given to him, as Robert is demanding of Deliana. Thus, in turn, Deliana once more succumbs to this man`s ownership like she once did before winning her freedom from him. She relents to him by giving him her very mortal soul so that Rayne is to be his forever.

It is extremely truthful that Deliana trades her everything so that Rayne does not even know of the wager that is to be. Yet, Robert still wants Rayne to be another one of his BDSM stable play pets. Thusly, he roars out in commanding “Give her to me, I own you, and thus by rights I own her. You do own her, do you not Deliana?”

“I do not, my lord Robert. No, it has not been an acquisition.” Comes an inaudible replying of secret lies, while Deliana still holds pride of a position of the power that is no longer existing. She knows she is now nothing and holds not the office of power in the organization that she once held before Robert becoming an owner.

This lack of acquiring is not news to Robert. Neither are the prideful tones and attitude from his new ‘submissive’. It, in fact, it is very much why he has come to the city. Robert has come to make it certain that Deliana understands that her unlawful acts of falling in love cannot exist. Those acts of love may not and neither may her thinking that she is an employee only, for she is much less than a mere employee of a company. Deliana in fact now is less than street scum. She is to do only as Robert commands and she will be a servant in every sense of servitude for the rest of her life.

Robert`s brother hired Deliana seven years but now Robert is the Chairman of the company and thus rules change. Rules change with Richter Masters no longer being Delaina’s boss and he has no means to save her. For it is the truth that Richter lost control of the secretive business of sexual dream supplying. He has done it by losing a bet with younger brother Robert. He lost it and has mislaid Deliana too, even though he freed her nearly seven years ago from being in servitude to this tyrant of a BDSM Dom that is the twin of Richter Masters. Oh yes, twin but it can be sure that it is twin sibling only in physical appearance for Richter is a savior and love-light, unlike Robert.

A beautiful savior of the women is Richter for he saves women that Robert enslaves as sexual servants in Robert`s underground stable of pleasure houses. These are three places of housing that Richter abhors for the woman may as well be true whores of prostitution residences. The women very well could be such but they aren’t kept through drugs or force. Each woman succumbs to Robert willingly and he is keeping each one by always having the woman sign legal contracts to be with him for various time limits. In return, he keeps his portions of the agreement by the housing, feeding, and caring for everything each requires. As his reward, the women do anything that he desires of them during the submission time period. They do it and neither side of the contract is ever legally bound to any portion of anything that does happen once the contract ends. This is because the contract is clear in all details of that it`s involving true ownership and succumbing to Robert`s every whim, including rape and every sexual defiant act that can be dreamed of.

So why do any of them need saving? It so happens that Robert is the best liar and manipulator in any business. He breaks the contract`s rules, doesn’t always treat the women as he claims he will and even has committed a murder seven years ago. So how does he break the rules? He breaks them just enough to make him be a bad Master, yet Robert has his ways of covering it all in lies and deception so that the women remain his within enslavement. Thus, it most definitely is mind games, and tinges of fear. For quite often he threatens them with doing harm to others of the stable that these women care about or even threaten their true family members.

It is this very last fact that is why Deliana even has anything to do with Robert. She seven years ago during Christmas holidays decided to enjoy a Lil dabbling into being entertained by visiting a Robert House known as the Bin of Sin. She is there due to wishing to see first hand this so-called paradise of pleasure in BDSM that is a microsystem of sexual kink designed to be ‘new wave’ experiment. It is an experiment to introduce the general public to the world of kink on a new level. Yes, an experiment that greatly backfired but still it functions to this very day as a BDSM stable for true kink practitioners.

Indeed, Deliana is such a person that enjoys BDSM sexual kink but when she enjoys her short Christmas vacation there as a guest Dominate Deliana finds that one of the women being a submissive there is a friend from her non-kink past. A friend that is deeply special. For the woman is a former lover of hers and Deliana still is holding feelings for her. Feelings of the true love kind and so Deliana takes to wishing to free Aura. She seeks it in every way since the delicate little twenty years old that is Aura Tennyson needs a release from her contract in the most desperate ways. Release due to that Aura is semi-regularly beaten to near death and is slowly being starved into total weakness due to consistent defiant behavior toward Robert. This reality for Aura turns Delaina’s stomach even though Deliana is greatly familiar with almost every rule in concern to the bond between Master-Dom and slave-submissive. Thus, understands what is going and shouldn’t interfere but she does. So Deliana bargains to own Aura but it comes at the cost of nothing other than Deliana taking Aura`s place for the remainder of the three years of the contract. A contract that is in it`s in its last four months of service.

“You remember that I own your ass and you must complete things. Plus I now will own you as long as I own this company. Thus, you will be sucking my cock daily as you once did and will do all services that I deem you to do. There is no more dream giving you.”

“She will do no such thing, Richter Masters!” Comes in stern command from a pint-sized woman of golden years that holds curves of petite size and silver shimmering tresses that gleam of a woman well cared for in life.

With this there instantly is the alpha male dominant dropping the whip from his grip for he is in a state of shock from hearing the one voice that is fear for him. Then stammers out, “Mmmmm yummy.”

“Yes, it is a boy! Stand straight and stop dropping you play things, child of mine.” Is declared in sternness.

“Yes, mummy dearest.” He states while bending too quickly collect the whip.

“Now, help the woman up from begging for her soul and give her a comfortable chair. Do so immediately, for she isn’t yours to control. Then provide me with one as well, child of mine. Do make haste, or the inheritance and my company will no longer be employing you.“ she gazes at Deliana as Richter does as he has been commanded to. She watches her and then states. “A fine specimen indeed. You will look good in my company as its director. I have heard wonderful things in concern to you, Ms. Nightwind.”

“Your company, Mummy?” questions Richter who is now standing to the side of his matriarch of a mother and he is looking extremely fearful of this seeming tyrant of a woman.

“Yes, mine. I heard what you have been doing with my monies and where that money comes from that you buy me gifts. I heard of it before the card game between you and Robert. I didn’t believe the stories and reports on your secretive personal businesses. But I do now after watching and listening. I do and you will leave this woman alone and all the women in your care are now released. Each one is brought out as mine. “

“Bu….but mummy. That is mine.“ Comes in defiance with great fear ringing in his tone. He knows who and what. He has always known and he will and has always obeyed her for he has nothing without her.

“Richter Masters, it is my monies that purchase them and you are fortunate that I supply you anything. You will receive a hundred dollars per slave and will not question it. If you do then the heritance will be denied you. ‘”She then sets down upon the seat to look Deliana in the eyes. ”I have heard that have a lover that is not permitted under the guidelines of your former contract with Robert. Is this truth, my dear?”

“Yes, my Mistress. It is.” humbly states Deliana to her new Domme.

“Robert has stated that you are aware that such isn’t defined as proper in concern to your position as Director of the Dream Inc. “

“Yes, my Mistress. It is not permitted.” Quietly answers Deliana hoping that the punishments forthcoming are not too harsh. But she knows they might be.

“Hmm, thus you are to be punished according to his codes within the company that is in his ownership.”

“Yes, I understand, my Mistress.” arrives in a noting that she knows the rules and punishments of rule-breaking her contract with Robert.

“That is a strict law, young woman. It is one that leaves you destitute and on the streets. ” Sternly states the woman reaching for the whip that is within Richter’s hand. He easily allows it was taken and she takes it in her own hands to a play it there in a caressing as though she prepares to use it.

“Yes, my Mistress. Punishment it is.” Soulfully accepts the idea of her needing discipline as a submissive is when under the control of a Dominant and that this chastisement will be coming soon.

“I was in love with a beautiful woman once. She was delightful, kinky and made me orgasm as though I was a fire hydrant. I loved her. Loved her when and while still married to this hooligan’s father. Thus, I too broke rules for love.” She states looking at Richter in total disgust “Hmm…yes, yes.”

Deliana sets there surprised of such but she has heard stranger things. Yet she says nothing while this daunting woman twists the whip her palms. Then in sudden strangeness, the matriarch places the whip in Delaina`s hands. ‘You know, Robert hasn’t owned the Dreams company for a while. He hasn’t owned you for over three months. No one for has owned you. For in your contract, it is stated that if the company is sold to an internal shareholder then your contract must be rewritten or you are a free human.’

“I am!” Comes in a shocking declaration from Deliana.

“Yes, I am the only other shareholder of this company. Robert was majority holder until I purchased another thirty percent prior to days prior to your meeting Ms. Rayne. You worked for me because you did, and it seems there has been a small oversight about a memo not being sent to you. Please do forgive that, Ms. Nightwind.” Requests the now seemingly less formidable elderly woman.

“Oh, oh, okay,” Deliana responds in shock. She feels so because she hasn’t been totally free for near eight years. And never expected to be.

“Yes, now do take three months off from work. Please do plan a lovely grand wedding for me to attend. Richter will be paying for it. Send all receipts to my desk here at Dream Inc. I will have him collect monies to deal with things. Keep the whip, it will look good on the wall of your office as chairwoman of my companies here in this city.

“What, my Mistress?” comes in even more shock.

“Promotion!’ Then looking at the door as Rayne enters into a standoff in the distance.” I can’t replace Aura and will not send my son to prison. All that you wish is yours, within reason. No more servitude to this family.’

Then there is silence as Rayne walks over to kiss Delaina’s cheek and whisper, “We had to save you.’

With this, the elderly grand dame readies to depart the premises buts he further declares “Ms., Rayne is to be your mate at dinner every first day of each month at my house here in the city. Please, do feel free to bring me a rose each session. I do so enjoy the petals.”

“Yes ma’am, yes boss. Thank you, thank you from my soul.”

“Yes, my dear. Now, don’t behave when I take my leave. I will be taking Richter with me and so you will have privacy in your new office.” With all that is spoken it is to be of existence and Deliana finally has what she has dreamed of during all her career at this seemingly naughty heaven where dreams are created.

Sunday, December 9, 2012

The Dark Arts: Divine Priestess of Lust

He looks at her inquisitively as though he is being shockingly given electricity through all his senses but isn't given permissions to be fully aware that he is experiencing it. Thus restraining but still there comes his puzzlement of a querying, "Is a goddess such as you not to be kneeling to mere mortals such as ‘we’ man?"
Her reply does come swift but within soothingly serene tones as she rises from kneeling prayers, "Do you not intend Terrans of the humanoid variety? "

Then releasing her robe`s sash to allow the revealing of her entire nudity she continues with, "It is you mortal Terrans who create ‘me’ your goddess of the religious sexual. It is not I who lay claim to immortality or deity-hood. It is ‘I’ who set forth new standards worthy of thought and as the result, many humanoids enjoy these set standard to then create a society basing upon those set sexual standards. Thus, there exists the neo-sexual revolution of Earth. The bonus prize is with me being the founder than for some strange logic you Terrans humanoids give status goddess to me. Thus, it is you who has made ‘me` a goddess."

He glares at her and tries his best to not enjoy the nudity but he does. Yet, his response is shooting with disdain for her, "Trivial hogwash."

"Not really sir, for your cock is now worshipping me in the most interesting way." She states making note of his newly arisen hard on. Then she further states, "It would seem you have come to worship me too."

He rapidly covers his groin in trying to do a cover-up that his jeans choose to reveal as a throbbing bulge. His face shines a brilliant cheeky red and his mouth goes strangely dry with no words but a sputtering. He once more looks at her with more hate, and a wish that he wasn’t seeing her. “Get some clothes on a woman.” He demands in a rushed horrified demeanor.

"Your request is denied, honorable leader of the Conservative traditionalists. We are now rendering onto the daily sacred hour of prayer and cleansing. Nudity must always exist when in prayer. According to the new laws set out by our democratically elected government prayer is to not be fettered by material things or idols.“
With that spoken General Chase lets out a long exasperated disgruntlement of, “Holy, holy, holy fuck fuck fuck fuck!”

“We can do that too if you wish General Chase but prayers must exist first.” She states with a cheekiness that is taking his cruel scream into a giggle while adding in the truth that a ‘sacred fucking’ can easily exist.
“I wouldn’t touch your slimy whore body with surgical gloves. Thus, don’t think that I would even dream of fucking you, you slut from hell.” He clearly rifles at her with the precision of a ‘wordsman’ ready for battle. Yet, he has forgotten that his cock betrays him even though his anger builds.

“Clearly sir, you seem to enjoy an occasional whore and possibly a few sluts. For you state this topic so freely and easily, thus, you must be familiar with them. If they come from Hell that is your preference.” She states giving a naughty wink of being subversive of his anger by remaining calm and defiant with twisting his words in slight sweet ways.

“Listen here, bitch...”Comes the start of a renewal of the onslaught against her.

“I am listening, Sir. I even listen to the fact that you have a kinky streak by enjoying surgical gloves as part of the sexual routine of pleasure.” She conveys with interrupting as she snaps her finger to call for empirical temple guards. “I will have some brought to you but in the between time you are to be stripping, and then given a spring water bath. Just so you will thoroughly enjoy being chained to my bedposts for a month while I fuck your comrades that do follow the new order."

“I will not!” comes in angry disobedience of such notions.

“Oh, you prefer to watch me make love to your daughter? It is the alternative punishment to your defiance of the laws. It is a done deal for she really wants in my bed. Thus, you will be chained, gagged for silence and hooded at the foot of my bed.”

Silence comes from him for suddenly he realizes she does have more power than him. She does indeed have it within humanity`s masses, its governments, and its youth wings. She hasn’t wealth, nor been democratically elected to be anything but her words make the religious laws of the human race. Humanity is back from the brink of world war and destruction by succumbing to wiping out the political power of all traditional and new religions. Then the United Nations is replacing it with a moral code that involves sexual pleasure as mandatory. General Charles Chase who is one of ten rebel leader opponents to this knows that this woman and a whole council of philosopher-politicians guide the governance of all of humanity`s new moral standards. Yet, even better knowledge is that his very own adult children worship this woman with total unquestionable obedience. Thus, she has true power even within his inner circle of family.

With that thought, he knows that his only daughter does wish the opportunity to enjoy lovemaking first hand from ‘her goddess’. He also knows that his two sons have no issue turning him in for breaking the law that is the moral sexual code. It is after all why he lost the trail and is standing here in the Temple of Sacred Love.
‘Take him away!” She commands to the four guardsmen who arrive from the nether region of the outer foyer of that is adjoining this semi-private bathing chamber for priestesses of her temple. “Have the virgins bathe him in vanilla waters after stripping him. Then dry him, before binding him to my west wing bedchamber’s bedposts. Have him kneel at the bed`s foot and post guards at every exit.”

As this process is starting she watches him being taken away with his little show of a fight. It is cute for he has no hope of getting free from her grasp. Thus, she calls out, “I would offer my bathing pool but somehow it's needing more of a feminine presence that is more of a stable relationship in my life.”

It takes no time for General Chase to vanish from the sight. With that Juliana Amor strolls over to the round marble hot tub that is sunken in the wooden floor in this the Prime Bathing Chamber of Priestess. She descends the tiny steps allowing her nudity to slowly be encompassed by warm rose scented waters. As she plants her naughty Lil ass on the far seat that faces the entrance to the chamber a beautiful vision blond female enters the same chamber. As she slowly walks across the wooden floor to stand in front of the whirlpool sacred tub she smiles to then release the silken robe to fall from her curves of female divinity. “Business is done my baby girl. It is time to enjoy our oneness."

“Yes, my Rayne, it is for I have missed my wife.“ Arrives in soft tones of blissfulness as Juliana stretches forth her left hand to be in Rayne’s possession.

With entwining fingers within the mutual grip Rayne retorts,“Are we still making our engagement announcement on Sunday eve?“

“Yes. My beloved. Why do you ask?” is the quick questioning for she suddenly wonders if Rayne trusts her fidelity. “Because moments ago you made statements that you are bedding Miranda Chase as punishment for her father. If you have sex with her after our announcement then it makes our relationship appear weak and me looking like another follower. I am not another follower of a religion that doesn’t exist. But, I am your only lover. The only one and I am also your high priestess.” With this Rayne is sitting sweetly in comfy pose next to Juliana in the watery world of the hot tub.

There is a full laugh as Juliana states, “Worry not. It is a stratagem to make Chase feel the dread of what I suggested as punishment for his crimes. He will hear much lovemaking coming from that bed, and won't be seeing it for it won`t involve me or his daughter.”

“Oh?" Response Rayne as she leans over to kiss her girlfriend`s upper lips?

“I cannot enforce such true torture upon a man who still mourns the loss of his wife. That is no matter how long ago she died."

“How do you now these facts?” quizzes Rayne leaning backward and taking to enjoy the soothing waters.
Juliana looks over toward Rayne to brush a finger across Rayne`s chin and then down through the valley of those plump beautiful perky mounds of womanly flesh. “Chase would not defend himself by giving testimony. Everyone thought it is due to his children placing charges but it isn’t. I knew it then too. For he continuously played with his defunct wedding ring and refused to discuss his former marriage with anyone. Or so that is what I thought until his lawyer slept with a friend of mine. The lawyer said Chase still feels married to his dead wife and will until the day he too dies. This is why he breaks the law by not joining in the new standards. He still feels married under old government laws. Yet, he won`t say it for he knows it means nothing under new laws when a spouse is deceased.”

Juliana stares at her beautiful lover that is Rayne Masterson, as Rayne has her mesmeric blue eyes closing while she thrills in the relaxing sensations that sweep her senses. “Nice romantic sentiments for a rebel leader and a man who wants you dead.”

"Thus, there must be no punishment but still it is a reprimand that keeps with the laws. For during the events of the month Chase is under the impression he is being punished and it’s a torture for him."

“You are sly, goddess.” Retorts Rayne shifting to help Juliana`s hand to wander farther down over Rayne`s body to run over the firmness of Rayne’s tummy to then find touchdown on moist perky pussy lips. This gives a new breathing pattern for Rayne who deeply wishes for pleasure sharing and no more temple business.

“Maybe, but in the end, when he is told the truth then maybe he feels that he owes me a favor.” Logic all sums up Juliana as she begins to dance her fingertips upon those wet perky pussy lips to tease them into wanting deeper pleasures that will soon come from Juliana`s fingers.

"That is naughty …of you …to break the laws …of…what you aided …installation of.” Is spoken in stammers as Juliana gets powerful busy in teasing those lower lips into greater arousal.

“No, the ‘law of the heart ‘out ways lust every time. Now be a good girl and let me finger fuck you into a climax before I then take you to our bed for lovemaking.”

That, therefore, is the end of chat and the beginnings to serious full throttle pleasure. It is relentless desire by Juliana to drive out that sweetness, and to force those vaginal muscles of Rayne to be tighter and hotter. She wants her lady screaming out that sweet serenade that is sharing every time they make love. It matters not if it’s a quickie in the hot tub or fulls out hours of sexual congress in their bed. There is an unfettered need to please Rayne.

“Julie, Julie...more...there...harder…deeper...fuck me…make me cum. Make me feel you. Love it...tease me…please...please…”As the powerful thunder of those three fingers pull out the treat that is more sacred to Juliana than all the laws of the universe.

Suddenly there is instant peace as Rayne pours out her creamy treat in squirting to then simultaneously be relenting to sharing a scream of sexiness. The water is splashing wildly as Juliana seizes upper lips in kissing the cream off.

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