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Domina Doggystyle
2 months ago
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The dining hall was a cathedral of old money and cold judgment, filled with the scent of lemon oil and the suffocating silence of a house that belonged to someone else. Domina bent over on top of the mahogany table, her heart a frantic bird trapped in her ribs as she listened for the heavy click of the night guardâs boots on the marble outside. The moonlight cut through the floor-to-ceiling windows, turning the silver candelabras into jagged blades of light. She was trespassing in the one place she shouldn't be, and the sheer, terrifying weight of being caught was a live wire hum beneath her skin.
She leaned forward, her palms flat against the polished wood, feeling the cold bite of the mahogany as he moved behind her like a shadow come to life. Her pussy was throbbing and she couldn't wait. A soft, broken moanââHnnghââescaped her as her fingers curled around the edge of the table, her knuckles turning white. She wasnât just fighting the heat coiling in her gut; she was fighting the urge to scream in a house that demanded total, elegant silence, her senses sharpening until she could feel every frantic pulse in her own throat.
Every low, gutteral sound he made was a match struck in a dark room, igniting the tension until the risk of discovery felt less like a threat and more like a drug. She turned her head, eyes fluttering shut as the sheer scale of the sensation dismantled her composure, her breath hitching in ragged, shallow gasps. "Someone's going to hear," she whispered, a desperate, shaky sound that was immediately swallowed by his dark, vibrating laugh against her neck. She surrendered then, arching into the heavy, unrelenting rhythm, the fear of the consequences finally drowned out by the absolute, honeyed heat of the moment.
She leaned forward, her palms flat against the polished wood, feeling the cold bite of the mahogany as he moved behind her like a shadow come to life. Her pussy was throbbing and she couldn't wait. A soft, broken moanââHnnghââescaped her as her fingers curled around the edge of the table, her knuckles turning white. She wasnât just fighting the heat coiling in her gut; she was fighting the urge to scream in a house that demanded total, elegant silence, her senses sharpening until she could feel every frantic pulse in her own throat.
Every low, gutteral sound he made was a match struck in a dark room, igniting the tension until the risk of discovery felt less like a threat and more like a drug. She turned her head, eyes fluttering shut as the sheer scale of the sensation dismantled her composure, her breath hitching in ragged, shallow gasps. "Someone's going to hear," she whispered, a desperate, shaky sound that was immediately swallowed by his dark, vibrating laugh against her neck. She surrendered then, arching into the heavy, unrelenting rhythm, the fear of the consequences finally drowned out by the absolute, honeyed heat of the moment.
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qpwoei__
2 months ago
This is really hot, love the oily skin!