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(Eyes Wide Slut, continued...)

You swagger over to Daniella, removing the belt from your pants. You push her back on the bed and climb on top of her, straddling her waist.

“What are you doing?” she gasps, trembling with excitement.

You say nothing. This makes you seem more menacing and mysterious, but it’s really because you can’t let her hear your voice, and you’re no good at accents. Well, that’s not entirely true, you can do a really good Fozzie Bear. Come to think of it, that’s an impersonation rather than an accent.

You use the belt to tie Daniella’s hands together above her head and secure them to the bedhead. She’s wriggling underneath you while you do it, more for show than genuine resistance. This causes her exposed tits to rub against the front of your pants, making your underwear uncomfortably tight.

Now that Daniella is securely bound you survey your handiwork. She stares back at you, clueless about your true identity, her chest heaving.

The sight of her tits in easy reach causes a surge of horniness in your loins. You grab her breasts in both hands and start mauling them with her stiff nipples poking between your fingers. You squish them together, jiggle them around, slap them and generally act like you’ve never had your hands on a pair of tits before. Daniella starts with an amused expression on her face, but after a while you detect a look of impatience.

You dive down and suck a nipple deep into your mouth. Mashing her breasts together you nibble, suck and slobber back and forth from one nipple to the other. Soon Daniella’s tits are shiny with saliva and her nipples are engorged fit to burst.

You climb off Daniella for long enough to remove your pants and underwear. Your cock is as hard as it’s ever been (even counting the time you jacked off into her panties.) She stares at it and licks her lips.

“Nice dick, stud. Do you know how to use it?” she taunts.

You jump back on to the bed and wrestle Daniella’s skirt up around her waist, exposing her black G-string. The skimpy strip of material hugs the folds of her pussy, a damp patch clearly visible. You bury your face between her soft thighs and gnaw at her crotch through her underwear, your nostrils full of her aroused scent. She moans and raises her hips to you.

She has put on her G-string underneath her stockings and suspenders, so you can’t take it off easily. You decide to tear it off instead with one forceful tug.

“Ouch!” she cries. Your forceful tug failed to destroy her underwear, instead the gusset is embedded deep between her pussy lips, which are now bulging out on either side.

“Sorry” you mumble. You try again, this time trying to tear it apart using two hands. You’re not strong enough. This is getting embarrassing. You end up just pulling it to the side to reveal Daniella’s wet, shaven pussy.

You climb into position, dick in hand.

“Do it!” she moans, her breath hot on your face. You decide you want to see her properly, so you pull off her mask.

“Hey, not fair!” objects Daniella. Then she smiles. “Let me see you too.”


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