My wife’s struggles intensified as she approached orgasm, and I could hear the table scraping across the floor, accompanied by muffled shrieks as Mistress Andromeda assaulted her from the rear. As I knelt before him, Ian continued to thrust his member halfway down my throat as he held my head, and as he reached his crescendo, withdrew a little. “I’m coming, girl, and you’ll take it all, if you know what’s good for you” With that, he erupted in my mouth…I felt spurt upon spurt of his juice trace paths across my tongue as come backed up in my throat. As he withdrew, I swallowed greedily, aware that I had crossed a divide that promised pleasure in servitude.
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